June 05, 2025
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 02: Amaranthine Fetish - 2005 Alone?
Spurious Being
I come to you when you are alone When you are at your most vulnerable I place those thoughts in your mind You know the ones The ones that make you feel inadequate That make you feel no-one cares I am your despair at being The crusher of your soul When you notice me And I know you do You filter out your part in my existence You pretend that I am not real That I am a figment of your imagination No I am a figment from within you Because when I come to you You are alone Bereft of confidence All that you are At that critical moment Is a puddle of alonity And I am the discordant ripple on your mind You fear me? You should For I get my strength From your weakness You pain Is my sustenance So welcome me when you are alone Else you would not recognise Your self © 2005, Mosquitobyte
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