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