fissures forming on my sanity
my god, i've come undone.
suddenly everything simple
has become complex
and everything complicated
has been reduced down to the
barest of essentials.

existing upon sustenance not consumed;
beckoning my cravings into
overindulgence.
the object of my need
taking on corporeal form.
not found within the form of
air, food, or water
found within someone's soul instead.

you are all i require to survive.

when did this happen?
enslaved to something so fragile;
little mortal woman
with fiery eyes and soothing hands.
shackles upon my wrists
bound by chemistry and emotion.
they say it must be love
but is this truly the experience?

does love drive a man
to the point of drifting away
from everything he knows;
every impulse which comes as natural?
does love possess a being
to the point of foolishness
with such blindness
that they openly masquerade
as the fool for all to see?

still, i know it
just as much as i know
my name,
my identity,
my very existence.

you are all i require to survive.

lock me away in my madness;
save me from myself
before i do something rash.
for i know not myself
any longer
as i once thought i had.
the lunatic who possesses
these bones is in control
and he lives
only to serve you.

he speaks the words
as though a drowning man
forcing out his final breath.
it is you he sees
as the current takes him under
and the sight of your siren beauty
compels the laugh of insanity
from his pallid lips.
if i am that man
then i know what he screams
into the watery depths
that take him under.

it is you, dearest
that consumes his soul.

you are all i require to survive.