Game over!

It hurts
it hurts so bad
in the most peculiar way
I’ve ever known.
Like a carving maybe
like a scratching possibly
side effects
of a pollution of the mind.

I tried twitching
I proceeded to kicking
got carried away by a heart beating
mine.
Five fingers
grasping around my throat
five fingers
pulling out the seams
you.

Heavily sedated
 only companionship, blasting tunes
holding me are you together
deadly waltz we’re dancing.
Ripped apart
sewn back together
in a twisted way
to keep me yours
I suppose.

It hurts still
because when the music stops
you will push me away
and my seams shall rip.
My dreams will empty
fall upon me
like you leaped upon me
only to drag me down.