Because

because,
the scent of thy madness
leaves me wondering
and glaring at the nothingness
inside myself,
yelling its deaf howl,
hoping to reach it...

because,
the smile in your eyes
watches me lingering
upon it as I hold
their life in my arms
and die a little
everytime they close...

because,
of the way,
you are lost into the fray
of our entanglements,
as lips get tainted
with each other
and die,
arising behind shut eyes
with burning passion
and lust...

because,
I am the loneliest creature,
by choice,
yet I often bathe
in thoughts, that by existing,
they transform,
into your touch,
when the silence comes...

because,
I am afraid
of you,
of this,
of everything...

because,
you didn't ask...