Stalker

I desire a new inflow of You.
Regardless if I need You or not.
Don't tell me what I need or anything about me.
You never knew me or needed me.
I was the beggar, in the dust with my chipped bowl.
I don't want to wake up or go back to sleep.
I am much too awake in the moment at the moment, and You are so far away.
Even if you where in my arms You would be light years away, cold and abandoned.
I love what I know naught, hate what I have yet to feel.
Stay away, demoniacal carcass.

 Dru