Literature
a darker side
you pick apart the pieces of my heart,
and i'm letting you.
you, with your pointed little fingers
burrowing into my chest.
and i like it.
while you tear the surface of my skin,
dig deeper until you're so far in
you start to occupy me like another myself-
you could be my soul.
you could be my
subconscious.
i will always let you in.
even when it hurts.
i will always let you in.
[the closer, the better]
because once you're here,
you're mine.