People make me so sad but,
they’re so fucking beautiful.
Their skin and brains.
Hearts and all the fucking art of the human body
but the sadness they creep
while they sweep you into their binds.
because into their minds you’ll stay.
I can’t help it.
The love that makes me really feel this.
I revolve my world around them.
The creatures that tear my soul
right out of my body
and rip my heart out;
every little muscle
and then repair
to make all the pain
seem like it’s all behind