You're under my skin, like an itch I can't scratch.
Exploring my body,
Like inside of me, may be some treasure -
That you had yet to discover on the surface.
You drink up all of me
Drain me deep and hollow
And you use what you took,
To appear in my every dream.
And when I awake,
My gut overflowing with sickening unease -
From only the vague memory of you,
That still makes my mind spin, and heart flutter.
But what you don't realize,
I possess no treasures.
I am but a girl.
Scared, but blissfully alone.
And you will not find any gold pieces within my depths -
You will find nothing but emptiness.
Bitter, dark, bottomless.
Be careful not to trip,
And fall into my abyss.
