Another Verse to Torture the Other Self

She breathes sunshine
And absorbs the embers
She loves a boy with a slow touch
And empty blue eyes
She smiles with novocaine
And brushes her hair with dreams
She sleeps on fire
And dreams better
She dreams brighter
And she wakes and turns to frostbite
To find they were just dreams

You Just Make it Worse.

You never made me feel any less alone.

I just want to feel less alone.

As long as you're here...distract me, please.