A Nostalgic Presence of Rotting Flesh

I'm pulling threads counteract, leaving my soul are we just wasting time? just a shadow of a desperate moment reaching to break the surface until you'd pull onto my veins until I reach into non existence lies come crashing down and I will let the colossal shadow of my former self collide into a shadowless entity breaching a twilight of purposeless misery (only the heavens can see me now) let me delve in deep for you and reach for you again your saliva running down my throat an acidic taste burning, and swelling I will cut myself for you please let me wake I will cut myself for you do not return rape me to sleep and bludgeon me senseless emptiness fills my soul sorrow calls out your name from the void, an abysmal fragment of a past that haunts me unto death I will die for you I can't remember myself leave me drunk in your lust paranoia leaves me asphyxiating I will rejoice those nights your words crushed open my chest a hole inside of me gapes open wide a nostalgic fear leaves me as my corpse crawls into a desolate space tears... stream down my face lies..... consume my soul