Just as a black hole consumes all in its wake,

so, too, do you draw me in with destruction at the precipice.

Every thought and action are performed with you in mind

and I desperately cling to your hand as you lead me astray,

like a lost child damned to the life of an outcast.


Every intention, every consequence, are acted out in your name

A name that dares to haunt dreams and pervade memories

you’ve damned me as much as I’ve damned myself.

Even if I had the choice it’s too late to turn back now;


As hard as I try

I can’t let you go

As I’m dragged down with you.


Author’s Words for Thought

“If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.” -Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights