Sun Sets In The South
and the portals open for you to torment me
An entity which i praised
Now wont leave my bedside
Used to wash your feet
And kiss them like they were of my own flesh
Used to want to be your servant
Catering to every single emotion
You put out
I reached in desperate codependency
To be the thing i wanted you to be
My hands carved clay sculptures while you weren't looking
The wet gush was a fetish doll
That became my obsession
I fed
I talked to
I had sex with
This doll
And as time progressed
I became hungrier
And hungrier
To shape the actual human
So i took my tools
And seduced you into the hands
That washed your feet
With scalpel laced in finger tips
I began cutting at the seams of your humanoid form
And with this want i fabricated you
In the likeness of my dreams
All the energy of idealized love now allow you to stay alive
For awhile i catered to you
Like a baby you were
Spoiled with evasion
No where could you go alone
My creation i wanted to admire
At every waking moment
For a while i allowed our thoughts to merge
And your voice was mine
My voice was yours
Now i wish i could take back the hours
The days
The seconds
I sustained
YOU
My genesis
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