Nothing is real

I knew when I looked my mother in the face

I kicked, I begged

I tried just to stay out of my way

But I drown beneath the absence

Clawing at my skin

I struggle to say

Everything's manipulating itself to be a shape that won't fit the space

But you

Parasite

You parasite

Parasite

You parasite

Parasite

You parasite

Parasite

You

Bleed me dry until you feel you're fed

Until nothing worth saving is left

Then I can try to tell myself there's a purpose in

Opening my eyes for a moment again

Pray that tomorrow brings change

Or it ceases to exist

If I'm afraid of everything

Will nothingness be bliss?

Help me