He walks with invisible footprints
silent intrusion through the soul,
leaves eternal bleeding scars
for memory to tightly hold.
He twists and turns the stomach
an ache one can't erase,
like disease without a cure
from decisions made in haste.
He creeps into every dream
selfishly occupies your mind,
a living, breathing nightmare
reality, well defined.
Once in your heart, he's always there
gnawing from inside out,
longing encompasses every breath
it's what he's all about. |