He sits by my side.

He is loyal. 

Always there but so disobedient. 

I want him to go away. 

He looks at me. Is it devotion?

I am devoid of emotion. 

He is so black; he absorbs my life. 

His breath on my neck. 

Colder than death.

His weight on my shoulders. 

He holds me down. 

I need to escape. To run free alone. 

He is too loyal; I am his home. 

He is inside me. 

Saturated by darkness. 

He is loyal. 

I am never alone.