Leeching me of my blood
A parasite clings to the core of my heart
Filthy and cold as death
sucking out all of my love
Nesting these eggs within like homes for it's vile secrets.
Leeching me of my life
As it holds tight with pincers sharp
And drinks of my bloody existence.
Writhing beneath my skin with many tickling legs.
It'll break me off like a a second skin
And when i'm gone,
all that can remain is a parasite.