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