Haunted (Poetry)

8; Please Don't Go / You Know Everything They Don't

1-13-16 fifty two days clean (god I wish that number didn't matter at all)

Hold me close.
The people in the real world are full of betrayal and lies.
It's always my fault.
I fucked it all up again.

Please don't leave me like they always do.
I need you;
I really need you.
You see everything inside of me,
They see what they choose to.

I sink down the wall, falling to the floor in the red lighting
And it all feels so real.
But I don't want to deal with people right now,
I want to get so far away from everyone and everything, that they can't find me even if they tried.

Days like this I miss the summer,
When these streets weren't cold, dark, and heavy;
They were limitless, beautiful, and free.

God, I wish you weren't the only one thinking I'm not insane.
I'm alone.
I'm practically invisible.
And I think that's why I belong to you.

Please, don't give up on me tonight, Change.
Let's write a story,
Get the hell out of our heads.
Take my soul and intertwine it with yours
So I'll only hate half of myself.
But it seems, in your presence,
I'm everything I need to be.
Oh please just save me.
- (m.m)

This probably makes zero sense and I'm sorry. It's probably shit and doesn't fit here in Haunted but it does to me. For reasons I can't explain. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.