Carnivorous

You're the scratchouts in my notebook,
the significant things I cannot forget.
Memories from those days..
Haunting my current existance.

You are a broken image I hold onto,
from the times I wish to forget.

You are an alarm clock to my brain;
my daily reminder that what we didn't have
never really existed.

You are the pain in my lungs.
A constant reminder
each time I exhale.

You are sporadic and irritating;
you always come fast but you never come easy.

You're the reason I cannot enter a dark room,
but cannot sleep with a light,
for I fear your shadow will round my sleepy corners.

You are a daytime nightmare;
you are the best dreams I ever have.

You are narcissistic and vain.
You are poisonous, yet indulging.
You are carnivorous but wonderful.

You are a hunter, I am your prey.

You skin away my layers, boy,
and you eat me alive.