i once felt as if this word was consuming me

destroying my thoughts of hope and freedom

i remembered it entraping me in its arms and showing me the rough side

a side ive always woundered what it felt like

not to be hurt by its preasence

but to not have a choice

it chases after me forcing its breaths in my ear

hearing its heart beat next to my pungent face

drowning out every utterance of disgust

although thrilling it scares the shit out of me

making me insecure about myself

woudnering if im falling harder than ever

im envious of being empty to save myself from the future

whats gonna happen

what really is the point of this...

this cruelty

assuming the outcum of my actions

making me think im abusing this word

using it to my advantage

and not sharing its enticing personality

its desired effects that mount a smile to your face

to be fufilled

and wanting to fufill your dreams