How quickly it goes.
Searching under stones for sincerity
Sifting through the haystack until I feel the needle.
Ever since I lost my reason in the eye of the cobweb,
Ever since you tore through me like the Scorpion to Orion,
My heads been spinning.
Now I ignore the itch, resist the urge to deliberately defy death
Bordering on the brink to be
Laughed back by gravity.
Retreat into the safe space that
Claimed me when I found you
To use and be used.
nadiajosephine 