parasite

 

I’m your host. like a leech you latch on to me. you drain me till i’m weak and frail.you swallow my silence. it’s what you feed off of.  then when you’re full. when you’ve satisfied yourself with all that you taint. you leave. you disappear digesting all that you’ve said. 

it’s sickening. the fears that you implant in me. the thought of what could happen. is overbearing . cause no matter how much I tell myself that it’s all just in my head, that nothing of such sort will ever happen. It still haunts me as if it’s all true. as if it will soon become true. 

you can’t convince me anymore. 

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