I follow your trail.
Creeping through the shadows,
chasing your tail.
When you breathe, I plunge into your lungs.
As you dream, I roll with the whites of your eyes
to the back of your skull.
And you said it didn't matter at all.
You thought you could leave me behind
when you took a plane ride,
but addictions slide beneath security.
I lurk inside, a tumor, a disease,
we both know you want me.
We both know I define you
It isn't hard to capture your thoughts
as they wandered off the path,
leaving a stench of innocence behind.
If I were human, I would feel guilt,
but I am not, so I indulge.
We meet under stars.
You kiss me and blow
clouds of cancer into the sky.
No, you don't smoke.
You've just found a better way to die.