"Romantic" (Patreon)

I romanticize my pain

If I make it pretty it won’t bite

I mean no harm

I come in peace

And it controls me like a vice

It comes over late at night

Holds my hand when I can't sleep

Rubs my shoulders

Braids my hair

And makes oaths it cannot keep

It goes by many names

Has different flavors on my tongue

One for shame

One for delusion

And none can I outrun