Disconnect: A Collection of My Brief Writings

Festering Obsession

Obsessive and feverish,

I'm incurably unhappy,

But I've never been so wildly glad to think of you.

Couldn't you just love me? Can't you try?

I know that if I can just get my hands around your heart,

I can trap it,

Hold it hostage.

Because I need it, I'm

Obsessive and feverish,

This incurable insanity..

You have to know how unhealthy it is.

You've got to feel the static closing in.

Forgive my rotting brain,

Forgive my rotting brain.

I feel it, in there, beginning to suppurate.

I'm beginning to separate

From any shred

Of sanity

Without you.