down the rabbithole

My Leash

I am always on the edge


Always saying goodbye 


It plays on the tip of my tongue


But I never say
My heart won\'t allow the word


I know I need to say goodbye,

need to walk away, 

because I love you too much to stay


You don\'t love me how I need to be loved 


The pain of the half love you give me

Is a tightened leash, 
pulling me to you

and it feels good as it tightens

and the pleasure builds

till I feel I\'ll fly. 

 

Then the blood pours from the cut

your leash is making. 

The pleasure is now pain

for you won\'t walk forward...

...and I can not walk away.