Poem I made.

[A Former User]

He lies beneath my skin as soft as silk
He takes part of my body as if he owns me
He wants me
He needs me
I am his all and he is mine
Two halves of a corroded mind
One broken by the others graceful yet deadly touch, me.
Touch me and feel how scarred the fallen has left me
Folded and wilted like a run up rose
I accept the fate he’s given me
As I love him and a love so great to crush ones soul they’re bounded by the love it consumes them whole
A grasp so strong I strangle and struggle I’m silenced and disheveled my words of truth muffled
A hex a curse a damage so powerful I am him, take me Hexer take me for I have not a single ounce of hope left in my parasites hosts body