Enyaj Iam

7 years of anguish and pain; clinging to my ego like a fungal infection. she invades my imagination. always bringing up old shit. you were the Bonnie to my Clyde. i fully accept my part of the blame. my knees buckled under the heavy weight of euphoria. that afterglow was better than a cigarette after sex. im sorry. im so fucking sorry for exposing this disease to you. im sorry for infecting your veins as if i were the plague reborn. i miss the days of closing my eyes and sharing my dreams with you. hours passing in seconds. lost in a asphyxiated slumber. one sheep. two sheep. straight to the slaughter. to see that rushing red; my mouth watering absolute bliss. 7 years later. ive forgotten your scent. lying in the tub soaking in pale crimson water. misplacing my excuse for trust. such deep sorrows pouring from my wrists. i was her last mistake.