Obsessive Love

Your soul belongs to me...

I am your astral projection

the one which carries on the cycle

the chasm of life across millennia

finding the perfect soul, to impart it's love

I am falling, deep into the abyss,

Afraid but can't resist,

Like a moth is addicted to light.

Knowing it will burn, yet it cannot stop

I am actually digging fittingly maddeningly loving you 

You know why am reaching for the abyss,

That dark void of nothingness? 

Because I can hear the sound of your silence

I am reaching deeper into that chiasm

To hear you, but can't.

Can't you hear me scream?

Can't you hear the anguish of my echoes reverberating in your head...

These silent screams of begging wanting desiring hoping for you..