Sunday, January 24, 2021
I can feel you coming for me again...
I'm getting tired of sick twisted game.
You play it so well,
Always staying just out of my sight.
You keep me off-balance, unwell
You latch on to me like a parasite.
You hunt me,
I don't know what you want from me.
You pick at my self-esteem,
Amplify my doubts
You isolate me
Your twisted game is killing me
I just want out.