You were the first
You knew it, and you used it

You operated my growing wisdom
Manipulated my naïve spirit
My forming soul
You took love and turned it against me
Molested my wide-eyed dreams
Beautiful fantasies turned into blackened nightmares
Fragile thoughts pained

You knew it, and you violated it

My frame became your canvass to paint blemishes
Blemishes that are burns now
A once simple shape, broken
A once innocent sense, ruined

You knew it, and you desecrated it

Fresh skin became a desirable playing field
Games that entertain evil
Only monsters enthrall in such selfish sport
Horror took a child to chilling places
Spaces an adolescent mentality should never have been locked in

You knew it, and you fastened it

Tormented illusions filled the air
Your hands molded distress
Distasteful touch ravaged a flawless sheath
Your contention crippled a delicate mind
Grips of dread constructed panic
Created wounds that were sealed too quickly
A surface that could only endure so much

You knew it, and you defiled it

You took masculinity and turned it into terror
Mislead a thoughtful yearning between flesh and made a phantom of agony
Visons of tenderness flipped into intimidation
Once so eager about life, clouded by doubt
So much sickness for one youth to handle
Taken by a devil cloaked in guardian robes
Arms stretched out to protect but nails were embedded in them
A shrouded demon lit by forged sun
Whispers iced an expanding spine
Fingers lined with hate devastated perfection
Grace turned indecent
Intellect decayed

You knew it, and you spoiled it

You took my only body and victimized it
You took my only body and tattooed your insidious existance
You destroyed my perception of passion

The beast in knight’s armor.

You were my first.