I turn to you when the world seems to crumble around me
I want you to be my rock
like the bible fucking told me
Don't look away in pity blended with anger
your fuel is my venom
yet we work like a decapitated chameleon
you're as reliable as the average liar
and only sturdy in your anger
but this heart beats for you anyways
well at least until I find something better
thats what we tell ourselves
to keep myself sane
what a sonnet I sing to you
exceedingly subtle in its demeanor
turning to you is comfort in itself
