With your hand in mine the others tell me they need you, To keep the rest at bay yell in sadness this agreement, Pulling you into me, into body, the others will think you're afraid You are sustenance But my companion Though I walk alone Complaining doesn't make good conversation Giving you up I drown in our water as you are taken away, hiding the fact that I'm breaking apart inside Sitting at the south shore I devour more of you because I know thats what you want Your head on a plate, eyes cold in sleep You taste like dread