Better off

I spread a disease, a darkness,

an anxiety creeps from my skin, they can feel it, they know to

stay away, I’m contagious. I’m

a virus, a parasite, caught so easily into the web of love and happiness anyone might extend to me, but once you let me in, I

can’t let go. I feed on it, live off of and breathe because of it. Even I fight it, you’re better off without me, I might even scream at you, but

I still hold on tight, knuckles white, nails digging in, don’t leave me, god please don’t leave, but

leave me alone.

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