Nothing, no one,
there was only me,
patiently waiting,
until I was free,
But it found me first
slinking, sliding underneath
burrowed below my skin,
I had finally made a friend,
It carved its way through,
under my flesh, gliding,
to the center of my chest,
nothing, no one,
but it and me,
I asked it to stay,
it laughed at me,
and ripped away,
until there was nothing, no one,
not even me