You Will Not Be Welcomed - Poison The Well

With your hand in mine the others tell me they need you,

To keep the rest at bay yelling sadness disagreement,

Pulling you into me, into body, the others will think ill of me.

You are sustenance

But my companion

So I want alone

Companion doesn’t make good conversation

Giving you up I drown in eye water

as you are taken away,

hiding the fact that I’m breaking apart inside

You are sustenance

But my companion

So I want alone

Companion doesn’t make good conversation

Sitting at the social event

I devour more of you

because I know that’s what you’d want

Your head on a plate, eyes cold in sleep

You taste like dreams

You are sustenance

But my companion

So I want alone

Companion doesn’t make good conversation