SuffocationThe intoxication fills my mouth to the brim
until I cannot feel anymore, but I feel
just right, almost fine. Gotta loosen up when
you can, right? Too much, too fast, for too
long can cause great suffering and you and I
both know we don't want that. Well, I probably
shouldn't speak for you, but I know that you will
always let me. No matter what. It's like you're my
other half--I should say "better" half like everyone
else does, but I would be lying. You are like a
drug to me--shake me up, baby, I don't want to
lose that cool, sweet buzz. I long for that amazing
euphoria--give it to me straight--no rocks, just
feeling. Pure, true feeling. Can't get any better
than that daddy-o. Make me forget all my troubles,
my thoughts, my life. I don't even care if you
make me do stupid shit--just make me do something
to make you smile. I long for those pearly whites
gleaming at me like a beacon from God Himself.
Or a lighthouse. Whatever--your choice always. I'd do
just about anything to hear you laugh, to taste that
luscious throaty grumble of glee for myself and
myself only. If you share it with anyone, I will kill you. Do not
test me on that. For as much as you kill me with your
presence, I kill you so much more.
Makes it so hard to breathe sometimes.


