Baby, listen to me. Come in closely so you can hear.
Give me your hands, push on it, right here.
That’s the spot, where the pain floods through me.
A door where it comes. Doesn’t ever knock.
It floods me and drags me through beings and personalities I
know that I am not.
And I know how to make it stop. But I am a
A sucker for a good ending.
A happy ending?
Happy endings always ruin the plot.
I choose pain.
A happy ending I am not.
P.S.-Joy to YOU baby.