Bad Poetry

It came from the window, it crept under my bed

It clicked and it hissed, it wanted me dead

So I closed my eyes, pretended it was through

When I opened them again, all I saw was you

My mind is numb with ego and air

All I can see now is that god damned stare

It chewed the flesh, made it real

Because of you, I cannot feel

Broken apart, twisted and rigid

The soul I had is now mangled and wicked

With all of you poured into me

We make such a fine reality

I forgot my name today

When I woke up it went away

And all my thoughts are gone with it too

But for some reason I cant forget you