Paging Dr. Watson


You’re my very own addict
Helpless as a kitten
I take care of you like a baby
I keep your secret
Tolerate your lies
And, deep in the night, I check to make sure you’re breathing

You are my misery
A cloud of locusts set upon me
From Hell’s belly you came
To feast on my remains
Because long ago, I died
In my place stands the unrecognizable She

You are my millstone
Pulling me down to unimaginable depths
Because I just can’t let go
My soul, too tired to try,
Gives in to your Darkness
As we sit here in this silent room
The most intimate of strangers

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