You sprawl and spread in crevices deep within my heart
Damp dark environments seeding your growth
Pulling my heart strings
Play the violins and wallow in my sorrow.
I cannot shake you or spread cream so you’ll depart.
Too deep the infection of your affection.
Provoking, prodding me constantly acidic venom conjured from your throat.
love I purely devote as your words
Clear your imperfections from my skin
Let me breathe and be me again.
Crushing my spirit I’m spread thin, weak
I no longer recognise myself or believe in my capabilities.
Intense Itching irritation
Free me from this sensation
Rid me of you
wash me clean Of you