You consume and consecrate like a locust
  In the heat of a summer night;
A mirage of your face casts before me in the
  Hellfire of a southern prairie.

The scorched ends of my eyelids struggle
  To see through the sunlight;
I can no longer see you.
  You've packed up and left behind a dust bowl.

A large section of my heart is left empty
  And hollow;
It's a place you've decimated to the very end
  Until I am left with nothing more.

I'm used up.

My heart has been reduced to ashes
  Where your wild fire caught me.

I am withered like the edges of thirsty leaves
  And blackened;
  My soul is cauterized with the flame
Of remorse and grief.

I'm an oil derrick shifting restlessly
  Up and down hoping to salvage
What is left our love in a drying well;
  A lonely machine working around the clock.

I'm just a faded polaroid blanketed by dust...
  Emaciated and hopeless.

I wish you could feel how heartbroken
  You've made me!

Hangman's noose snaps under the weight of
  Whisky and bygone memories.

You've consumed me like a locust.