S.O.S. (Son of sane)

I don’t like the taste…
So please keep my name out of your mouth
My feelings for you are different…
I don’t exactly understand them yet…
but I want oh so much to feel again
you give me that hope…
that hope of myself…
and for myself

Alive are my thoughts of you tonight…
the peaceful head shot
thoughts of you penetrate…
they enter
make a sharp right for the essence of my being
saturate my flowing blood…
rise up through my veins…
rest at the center edge of my skin…
watch and listen…
wait for the shining light to pierce through

thoughts of you envelope me…
become a literal daily workhorse of truth to me
I don’t need you at my side…
I need you to become my side
my right lung… right leg, right arm, right side of my brain
My body will cease to function correctly if you leave that side unattended
existence ceased to be…

Whatever you do…
Don’t leave my thoughts…
my mind will revert to destroy my body if you leave it
my body will fight my mind
my soul, core, and being will be caught up in the intense firefight…
the firefight of the emotional discharge of you discharging from my mind.
I’ll find myself listening to my shallow breaths at night again
watching the ceiling draw closer to me
peeling plaster in the paint of these war-torn walls
stitches ripped from my war-torn heart
I’ll be left naked…
hollow…

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