Possessed

You're under my skin.

Every time you touch me

You just get deeper and deeper

Under my skin.

I wish I could fight you off

But I'm under your control.

I cut myself open trying to carve you out

But end up with gaping wounds.

Why do I let you do this to me?

How do you know exactly how to torture me?

My skin crawls.

And when I feel it in the dead of night, I know it's you.

It's hard to remember a time when you didn't have this hold over me.

A grotesque feeling washes over me every time I sense you near.

Even when I'm away from you,

I'm not.

You're a demon and I'm possessed with how you paralyze me.

I was at my lowest then, yet somehow I'm lower than ever before.

Happiness comes sporadically;

Then I remember your suffocating weight on my body.

Your fingers in places I wish they'd never been.

And I cry

And I cry

And I cry

For all my hopes and dreams that lie in the wreckage you left behind.