You Are What You Project

Feed them fear.

Feed them fear.

Feed them fear.

Feed them fear.

Why am I so afraid?

Feed me fear.

I will recycle it into curiosity.

Experience is the teacher.

Pain gives pleasure meaning.

Pleasure gives you hope during pain.

Attached to the skin, attached to the feel of your lips, attached to the desire,

attached to the narrative, you’re my only reason for living. Yet, here you are dead and I’m still existing.