If there were nothing in this world but I;
I would feel nothing but the same.

Screaming a darkness void of feeling -
Emptiness resides paramount and King;
Of all that is said and done
You are the anchor that keeps me here.

Dragging
Me
Deeper

Maybe it’s too much to strive for release
Punishable? Possibly, I no longer know
What makes me feel the comfort I sink
In when you hold me.

You know me better than I myself would dare
to search for the explanations needed to control
you. Out of hand,
mind, soul, heart – mine or yours?

I ask of you nothing but emancipation
From the shackles clasping at my reason.