you love seating besides me when I'm laying in bed. you hold my hand and watch me sleep. i have a fever but it will soon be over you say. you like to stand besides me and watch me grow weak. you love me when im sick because im at your mercy, you save me from utter helplessness, i am nothing without you.
you love caressing me with the hand that chokes.
you find my illness is endearing, it might make you love me more. only then do you get to fully possess me.
but when the illness becomes permanent you quickly grow tired, like a child bored by his old toy. no longer endearing, i have become your burden
you're foul, a nuisance, they'd rather mourn your death than have to forever stay beside your bed
you fantasize about killing me. you put your hands around my neck and are finally free of the person ive become, you can mourn that lovely girl and tell everyone how you took such good care of her.
you resent me for being the way you used to love and dream of all the deaths you could grant me
you are a believer who takes the lord's word as his
you are a sinner who cleans their soul with redemption
your redemption has a name, it lays in bed as you wait
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