Heated Water

Something inside isnt right
I have lost touch with
Most who I love for
This is not spontanious
This is not under my control
This is not your responsibility
I mourn at the corpse
Of who I was with them
Gone only until corrected
Slipping into heated water
Steaming my inner orgins
They pass, evident to everyone
But remain with me, with her
More and more I wish for
Completeness, balance, and soverignty
Adolecence is a cruel beast
Striking poison, at first harmless
And instead of talking
I spill my disembodied emotion
In a respected but unhelping manner
The carnage goes obvious and ignored
And everyone suffers because of me
This is not healthy
This is not how it should be
This is not something I can do alone