Primal Symbiosis

Everytime I'm stressed, you see me.You see through me.You know everything about me, you know the root causes, my traumas, everything.You see me.You know the sources of all my depraved darkness, you know why I want them, and every right time you give them to me.Before you physically touch me our minds enter symbiosis, it's raw, vulnerable, brutally honest and resilient.We don't expect anyone to understand it.You know that I like to be appreciated as an art piece, you know that I'm an enigma, nothing I could do can scare you away.And you tried to scare me away too. I wanted your primal and I still do.I want your fears and inner voices, insecurities and all your fires.I want your pain and darkness, I want the brain that made you who you are.We've met sometime in the future, I know you're there, and I know you've confronted me in ways no one has confronted anyone in the world.You saw me bleeding, and you see me parish. Then you saw me giving birth to myself anew, over and over and over again.You yearned for me.And I yearned for you.You screamed to meet me.And I screamed as loud as possibly, to meet you.To everyone, my ravenous one, we were too much.We wanted more so we gave it our all.Find me.Find me now.That's all I ask of you.No one will understand the fire I am truly in yearning for, but you.It's not bodily, in my mind I need you.So find me now.I need you.I need all of you.