Fire Pit

My room is a mess

My mind is a mess

My life is a mess

My heart is a mess

My mess belongs to you.

I feel withdrawal symptoms

And a voice inside my head

Whispers

That you're not coming back to me

Ever again

Not once more

I'm gonna see you

Your pretty hair

Your cute cheeks

I don't wanna loose you

But maybe that's how it's supposed to be

I don't recall being so stupid

So ignorant, so romantic

So pathetic and childish 

I don't recall being so easily violent

So controlling

But I guess this dirtyness lives in me

I am the monster's habitat

And to keep it warm,

I have to do some sacrifices 

Break a neck or two

Spread some blood on the floor

Explore the depths of the fall.

I love you.

I feel you far far far away from me.

And I'm terrified this will go away.

I need to stay.

I need to lay my soul on you

To even have a chance

To see the sun

To keep warm

In the freezing summer of this coast

When you're not here

I'm left alone

And it feels as bad as is good

When you slip through my ears

To caress my eardrums

I need to be yours

I crave it

I breathe you

All of my thoughts

Rest inside of you

I am your bed,

Your blanket

And the second between you try to stay awake

But fall apart over my arms

I am the electricity

On the point of your fingers

When you touch me

In the middle of the night

You are the blank page

Where I want to write the poems

I didn't write yet

I hope you never go.