My biggest enemy keeps my alive
once my friend so comforting and sweet, now my enemy never missing a chance to torture me
knowing my heart and soul, it always knows where to hit me hardest.
its “calming” touch leaving me writhing against pins and needles
Even when its gone it’ll always find a way to influence my decisions, it’s whispers lapping at my ear
“how long will i entertain it?”, “how long can i go without it?”, “when will I need it again?”
Its presence a pain but its absence just as terrifying
because once it’s gone there’s emerged a new character whose damages even more permanent then the last.
