I love to be right by your side,
In your shadow is where I hide,
worshiping your every thought,
inside your web I am caught.
I trust in you to rip me me apart,
With your icecycle eyes, your words like darts.
I am to damn weak to take a stand,
and to afraid to hold your hand.
I try my best, and I aim to please,
I breath in your black disease.
To much of a slave to ever be free,
I get chills when you look at me.
I feel like a junkie when I am around you,
I need you daily, yet hate what you do.
I feel a fire burning in the pit of my gut,
as I try deperately to dig uot of this rut,
I really dont know what I should do,
I feel sick when your near me, yet I am lost without you.