simplex

Under my skin
swimming among my heartbeats,
just dwelling beneath the surface waiting for the perfect timing.
With you, I'm disgraceful.
You're my stigma.
Walking around malls and empty streets
are option I cannot choose.
Getting rid of you?
I cannot.
Tied with you forever, my personal cross to bear.
You're the one thing I keep hidden,
until now.
To walk among everbody else and pretend I am without you is to pretend I am not me.
Good morning world,
meet my cross.
The days of hiding are gone. 
Meet my monster, we work together.
He reminds me from time to time, he still remains,
just lay low.
I can contain you and you can remind me of being alive.