not good, not bad

i have your mind open in three different tabs
i dreamed about your heart again
and a blasphemous tongue and strings,
seven to be specific.
thats what i dreamed about.

i thought about how it wasn't all true
and i dreamed about how strong i am

i've always been scared of changing my mind
of changing my mind
do you hear me, i am afraid of changing my mind.

i fantasized about the taste of my own blood
but i didn't have to dream about it anymore
because choking on my own blood became a reality to me
it became my only reality.
i swallowed a lot because i couldn't spit it out.

we sealed my fate with a kiss
a slow, gentle kiss
that burned down my world and scattered my remains into the ashes.