You lured me in that night with words that concealed the monster you’d unleash.
Then it just- Hit me. Like a red block of concrete, a bone-breaking brick smashed straight into my face. With every poisoned syllable that poured from your mouth, another jagged tooth sunk into my flesh.
Disbelief struck the side of my head like a baseball bat, while Sorrow tore through the very flesh of my heart, a bullet sent from Hell itself.
All of my blood that once coursed through my veins for you, now in puddles on the floor.
You left me, lifeless.
The first poem I've actually been able to write about that night.