Wednesday, July 1, 2015

I want

I want to be the one
that destroys you.
I want to be the one
that wrenches your soul
atom by atom
molecule by molecule
till every little stardust
that makes you up is
wrinkled, stained, damp.
I want to be the one
that rips you apart
compartment by compartment
box by tiny box
till you can never ever stare into space
and say you are thinking of nothing.
I want to be the one
that takes over your existence.
I want to be the one
that infects your dreams with
off-balance philosophies and arguments.
I want to be the one
that you don't want to fight anymore
because the desire to have me is more
overpowering, engulfing, unbearably suffocating,
than any desire you have ever
felt, touched, experienced.
Oh I want, I want, I want
I want to be the one
that you beg for, die for, systematically break down for
when love refuses to be
the refuge that it used to be.
I want to be the one.


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