My mouth is a gateway to my soul. My heart is burning, slowly into ashes. Ashes in an empty hole. Run away with my embers. Make sure you keep them safe. Make sure they stay all in one place. Fragile it seems, so easy to break my confidence. I dont care what I look like, the world is falling around me. I can't tell you, show you, or feel you. All I feel is pain, resentment, and blame. Am I wrong to be so gentle, so passionate. Is it wrong for me to want someone to love? Someone who is as heartfelt as I am. A person who would never want to hurt me. Did I stay too long? Did I say too much? Am I not enough? or did you just want a taste. I am heaven sent. It's hard to resist. But nothing is as sweet after you drop it in shit.

She is never alone. Ghousts of her past follow her, remind her. shes so weak, too nice, so sweet. Speeding up my breathing. It hurts to be so good. She wouldn't change if she could. A souless, loveless hole is never good. She'd rather suffer than pretend not to be passionate. She just wants to believe. in a world that doesn't exist.....in us.

Love used to be the reason I breath but now it's chocking me up.