Morphiomaniac ebook


The time is never enough
Your presence is never fulfilling
And when you leave
The yearning starts all over again
My desires for you are an accomplice
Preying on my emotions
I am without
Defeated by your lack thereof
It is as if the surrounding air leaves the room with you
If only my eyes could see through the bricks and mortar
Maybe then your absence would be delayed if only for a little
My dependence is a sickness
The Achilles heel to an otherwise impenetrable heart
The skeleton key to my dwelling of reflection
I am not myself when I’m without you
Nor am I reflective of my individuality in your company

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