In the
jungle of affairs
cheaters run the fastest.
The wind is left flustered.
Dears turn to prey, their
tales are now marred by pain.
The starved and broken pick
away
The pieces of the heart that bleeds in vain,
breeding dismay.
Scarlet footprints on the road to heal again

I was a stepping stone
for the freedom of your trapped soul,
Nothing more
I was used, burnt to the ground,
My life is ash for the purpose of your rebirth.
I fought the world to be with you,
And battled myself and you along the way.
I drug you kicking and screaming to redemption
And my payment was death,
I am a cheap device, tossed away at your leisure.
Mind games are your tool, love is your weapon.
The crystal butterflies that once fluttered freely inside me
Were crushed by your hand
And only the shards of our love remain to torture and cut me,
And see me bleed.
I will bleed, on my knees with tears wetting the ground,
I will drain myself for you,
And you will move on
Floating on the clouds
I helped you reach

There is a demon inside my ear
Whispering lies
I don't want to hear
Trying to help you understand
is the equivalent to reaching
into the dark
Only being able to grab air
Something invisible chases me
In my dreams
Something evil and hateful
I believe it is my suffering.
The grief of my experiences
that I subconsciously hold on to
You held me as it chased me
I screamed for help
Your arms
brought me back home to you
I ran my fingers
through your hair
over and over
Trying to soothe myself
I've never lost myself like that before

This is a not a poem
This is a confession

I am being consumed