No matter how much you want that simple answer.
No matter how simple you make the question.
No matter how easy you need things to be,
No one cares enough to go easy.
My soul feels
Like a cemetery.
Will you be my
Let our nest
Be the morgue.
Let my obituary be our
It does not matter
If I can not
When you try your best,
But you know,
You’ll never succeed.
It was like he was eating me,
Slowly, savouring every bite.
First my legs, so I couldn’t run away from him
Then my arms, so I couldn’t push him away
Then he took my heart, so I wouldn’t even want to.