deep down poetry

no change

he made you, and you came to me.

i came to him so you left me. you didn't ask, i couldn't explain.

please just look at me.

how could i make sense with tar in my throat?

i touch you, you flinch. i hold you, you scream.

i kiss you and you kill me. 

you leave and i come chasing. 

and that's how i like it, you're my personal drug.