Spots

The spots are always there
they never leave
never fade
there stuck in my thoughts
like a g. damn parade
overtaking my mind
my body
my soul
I no longer can run
I could never hide
I'm being eaten away
distroyed
nothing is left of me inside
beaten to death
blinded by the unseen
I'm going piece by piece
there will soon be nothing left of me

Stalker.

I thought you were crazy.....keeping track of my where abouts, watching my every move, the night we met...then finding the near impossible...Me. You must have been very determined, All just for a casual relationship.... Then invited me out I still thought, wow he's mad..lol....But then we talked, we hung out, and it's so much more than I thought, I can't do the casual thing I realized....I like you, and now I find myself stuck. Wow what the hell was I thinking when I said I could be casual. Sorry babe just can't do it, sorry.