Cky

failed attempts have turned us into one pathetic twisted wreck
all is eerie, you're standing near me
I feel you breathing down my neck
you don't need to be so shallow
turn your head prepare to follow
deep incision operation
the tortured one becoming two
involuntary, solitary
it's nice to have a point of view
dependency
separate we never will be
attached at the hip to me
separate we never will be
when there's no privacy
separate we'll never be seen