Devil’s cancer

You’re the Devil’s cancer, baby
We, together, strive to contaminate
My resemblance of a life
With volumes of madness

I’ve seen such sadness
Masked in I’m fine
You’re the problem
A ghost carrier of odd fears

Of having me
Of losing me

Again and again I repeat the same plea :

If you’d rather lose me
Go ahead

I did my drinkin’, smokin’, cryin’
Four, five, full time, in a row
We polluted my layers, my pages
Everything that I was slowly layering in
.
.
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And since I’m already obsessed
My pyromancy aiming bridges
It won’t work without changing something
Start with : Our fear of change

Now when I don’t think about it
It’s probably that we’re too much
Helplessly, nearly, the same
Molested in a dream, erased it

To keep the fear, we need our limitations
Safe in solitude, denial, regular betrayal
A thought called the void, void assented
It’s unnatural without hurting both ways