I Muse You

Oh my god, I miss you. What is this ridiculous obsession? The strings are frayed. Heart pulling with violent aggression. It's chambers fill with tears. The muscle soon quivers. When you leave it stops. Leaving only withdrawal shivers. My head is pounding as the memory bell rings your name. The sweetest sounding, deepest pleasure mixing with the pain. My iris light is fading. My blinded soul laments. My ears bleed from straining, through silent fog of absence. I would tear my legs from my body. If they did not carry me to you. I would chew my tongue bloody. If your name purged from it's queue. I would grind my bones to powder. To cement you a needless shelter. Claw off my own skin. To cover from sun swelter. I would build you a mansion, but you are my permanent home. You are the treasure map. The reason that wild men roam. -Angel Fatale-