you’ve

you’ve become the elephant in the room
and no-one wants to talk about you!
you’ve become the dirt in the rug that no one wants to pick up and shrug
you’ve become the coffee stains enshrined in the mugs that you held
the ones you left behind
you’ve become the history I fear to repeat
another person I long to meet
YOU’VE BECOME THE BURST TASTEBUD AND THE FLY ON THE WALL
THE MESSAGES NEVER SENT
THE FEAR OF THE FALL
you’ve become the stain on my teeth
the people I fear to greet
my love, you’ve become
the story of my life
the person who takes my rights
you’ve become the one and all
the fear to give and the fear to call
baby
you’ve become the elephant in the room
the topic that no one wants to approach
the fire on the end of a roach
you’ve become the unknowing and the ifs the buts
the what the hell and what the fuck?
You’ve become my love my all, the person who knows it all
you’ve become the fascination my desire my lust my contamination
and most of all
most of all
most of all
you’ve become my obsession my OCD
my paranoia when I sleep
coughed up kiss the sick filled sink
the rollercoaster of life, I fear to live,
You’ve become the elephant in the room
and no-one wants to talk about you.
but, I do.

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