Caffeine At Midnight, Darling Why..

I can't even tell you to stop

I am watching you again

Play a game I hate

The guns

The hostility

The way it twists your face

Into anger, sadness, loneliness,

Frustration, shame, 

Egotistical outbursts,

Self-motivated blame

You are at loss for any words besides curses

As your stream lags, your audio reverses

And I helplessly, 

With tortured, stricken inhales

Watch as you pick apart

Every beautiful thing woven into you

Until you are threadbare

Barely enough to warm my eyes

To reassure my mind

So laden with worry already

That you are alright,

I cannot help but come to the conclusion

All too easily that 

This is not good for you

And that 

Watching you drink caffeine at midnight

Is not good for me 

I yearn to reach beyond the 

Bonds of

All my regal, 

All my real, 

All my promises,

My shields, 

To extricate you from your self-destruction

From this impurity

You bathe in 

You see it as a commodity 

But dear,

It is radioactive and putrid

And I only see this now

Because I stand far, far away

Back where I belong

Where the windows are clear

And the support beams are strong

And there is a hole, gaping in my chest 

Greater than the Grand Canyon between us, 

Because it hits me

Like an earthquake

That you and I 

Don't live on the same planet, 

Let alone the same reality

I don't know everything

God, He is all encompassing

But 

I mourn this decomposition

Of my vision of you

Of your future

Of this truth

God, I pray He saves you

From a meaningless life

From becoming like those people

Who talk to a screen 

Like they talk to a wife

When you could be so much more...

They say the greatest pain

Is of someone watching another in agony

And I now know this is true

I think I must turn off your stream

I don't know what else to do...