Mental Parasite

A few hours used to take away the pain, all the emotions you feel. Even the pleasant ones, make everything neutral, like nothing exists, you don't even exist. Then take that black void and add some colour, some memories, some hopes and dreams. Add the things you've done and wished you've seen. Fill in all the space, light up the room, keep going, it's going, to...... explode!.... Everything is lost, memories and dreams burned to ash, wasted, another use of destruction's love, enchantingly cursing. Yet another world gone. Yet another taken over, invaded by this parasite that multiplies when I try to tell it that I'm right. It holds me still, and tells me it's chill, it's all good we can share the same brain, but this guy is freakin' me out! Every day he screams and shouts that he wants more, more, more! What's the score gonna be? When this monster completely engulfs me and feeds off those ashes of my burnt hopes and dreams, and everything that I like....and love, yeah maybe I do love things, that's right tough guy! They say love will overcome all war, I know you want to prove that wrong and have me tied here wondering why I can't feel emotions the way most other people do.. It's because of you. You destroyed me, from the inside, slowly out, an infestation of thoughts I hated. A putrid beast with my face painted right on it. I know you aren't me, and we'll see. I'll defeat your evil teases and greed. Fuck you, you're nothing but a tick, a leech, right in my bloodstream. You're combined, entwined with my DNA, it's so hard to stay away from you. You said we were stuck like glue, best friends forever through all our endeavours and adventures. I should have known you to be so clever. But it's time to step down. I'm the owner of this situation and every action in it. You have no control over my actions.... but every time I seem to say that, you laugh and we look back to all the burnt ashes of what was and could'vs. It really makes me sad, super sad that we had such great times that I have to try hard to think aren't that bad because you know, things could have been worse..... things could have been a lot worse. I suppose you're my curse, and I've gotta learn to love ya, but if you're gonna be my curse teach me what it is to truly love. You hide me from the outside, always staying sheltered in. It's comfortable staying where everything is familiar and that's why we've known eachother for so long.. It's always been this way. I'm afraid we have to part ways though, my friend............my friend. How can I leave you if you are my friend? Don't do this to me I know this is one of your tactics to make me stay alongside your sleazy part of my psyche. I know you're here for life, but I gotta fight for what I think is right. Even though I don't necessarily believe in right or wrong, your presence just makes me unwell, sick, emotionally and physically which must mean somthing, it can't be a joke. You masquerade has fooled me one too many times and I really feel it's time for you to die.. Die, you wormy motherfucker... die.