My passions run crazy. To the point I push myself to where I’m alone.

Giving too much at any given time, I pull back when things are actually not that bad.

My membrane twirls like a torrent tearing down and creating an emotional path.

I’m lost within myself and there I find comfort, screaming unreal stories as if they were true.

Complaining ill never have what I want romantically yet driving away the beings that desire me.

I’m flawed in the highest capacity and one day someone will pull me in closer when im pushing away.