“I’m bad for you.”
“I doubt it.”
“I am. I’ll just destroy you.”
“But I’m different.”
And now, here I am, just like everyone else.
I want to cough up my heart,
rid myself of you.
I want to pretend I don’t still hear your voice, waking me up.
I want to deny your existence-
I need to let you go, you and your demons.
I think you could have let yourself go –
But I really hope someone else saves you.