You came into my life
Like a rock and a hurricane.
All in one and for a while you seemed alive
And we had to cling together
Because like the romantic songs said
We’d be nothing without each other.
We wandered through the moonlight
Or I dragged you behind
And I thought that dog
Was just there
To share the joy
And didn’t have your hand
in it’s mouth.
I spent evenings lovingly sewing you up
A finger here
And toe there
I used a car battery to make you move
Like Mary Shelly I’d made monster.
So I dressed you up and dragged you around
My creation,
Imaginary friend
Only obsession
My everything.
On dates you’d listen to my dreams
And I could make your face
So you always looked fascinated.
And then the smell became too bad
I should had let you rot
and left
You are a rotting corpse without me
But I made you the undead
Some things should rot in the ground.
Being a half-life is worse
And you are nothing
Without me.
