burning.

you’re tearing at my stomach lining
burning your way into my soul
like fire thrown on coal.
you slip your way into my head
when i am the least bit prepared
and i am the least bit aware
of all the ways you shape me
and mold my aching mind
into something else overtime.
but because i have a love for you
and i’d trust you with my hands
i just can’t understand
how i even got to be this way.
but i don’t even know who you are
i’ve never been in your car
and you have no audible laugh.
why should my throat burn
with thousands of unsaid words
for someone who may not exist.
most likely a figment of my mind
most likely a waste of all my time.
and still you weave your web
make me into whatever you need
only to satisfy your imaginary greed
and turn me into a paperdoll.
something so easily set on fire.
i’m just as easily a foul-mouthed liar
because nothing i say is right.
you will find me one day
in my most fragile way.
lying my ass off to find you.
with a burning my my throat
like fire on a coal.