Sometimes when you breath, I'm drawn to my knees
Beckoning me with such a dark release
While your claws dig into my supple skin
A weakness I could never have foreseen
A whimper upon my fragile neck
A feeling that makes me sick
But you are sick like me
I turned into what you wanted me to be
A twisted sly facade
Your are viewed through a tragic cascade
When I lie still and lifeless
You dig through my corpse, relentless
I have begun to crave you
I have begun to fall
I have done all this in your name
And there is no turning back to the person from which I came