bury me in chains of sorrow, drown me in black
take my hand and fall from the floor to the moon
sweet suffocation filling our varicose veins
red seeping through our minds
whatever you must do to compensate for
your inability to take this wide eyed grin from me
this knowing smirk that you do not fit in
reciprocal vain ego begs -
do i enrage you when i see galaxies in the being you find so small?
you are a mirror for my psyche
a sick spirit like my own
yet i breathe you in
i would never sell my soul
i\'d let you take it unbound