When I hear your voice
It’s bitter sweet
I close my eyes tightly
And push back the tears

I try to remember a time
When this felt good
When it didn’t burn inside my chest
And pound within my head
A time when you were decent
A time when it didn’t hurt

I become lost among the chaos
And the sharp edges of my mind

Dark, cold, distant
My sun has gone away
Leaving behind the crashing torrents
Of an angry ocean
And murderous rage
For which at your will
I provide the body
My body
To be angry with
To hurt and to hate

You grab my wrists a present a blade
A clever plan of demise
My demise
I let you take from me
Pillage and steal

Throw away what you don’t want
I don’t fight it anymore
I’m too weak and small

I don’t smile or laugh or play
That girl is gone
When it’s finished
I stare at the ceiling