Cellar

I love when you lived in your own decay The wandering mind Is a terrible thing to waste I engorged myself in your darkness Letting it consume me Using it as harness The air around you felt different I needed to breathe it in Realizing to late that it was poisoned While you replenished I rotted While you rejuvenated I decomposited All for lust This occurred again and again Until I gave you up When the patterns terminated The healing initiated