Addicted to his sent
And the feeling of a heart beating
Next to yours at night
In exchange with putting up
With whatever he feels suits you
Reducing you to tears
Serving you a fright.
Preying on you vulnerabilities
You are like putty in his hands
He twists the key in your back forcefully
You entertain his every command.
Consumed by his own fears
And jealousy
Convincing his self that to your life
He has the right.
You take what he deals you
Emotionlessly
Just for a beat of a heart
Next to yours at night.