Your love was suffocating my cells,
blazed, crazed, smeared tears spinning
my soul into frantic positions, darkened
compositions, intangible, conscientiously
backspaced, scratched out, implausible
equations feeling like nothing, feeling
like blades hidden away in depressed
dimensions.  I was trapped inside your
poisonous love, your worthless emotions
floating in abandoned oceans, all empty
and depleted, scarred, overflowing
with tar.  I was lost in your passion,
saddened, shattered, the pain incessantly
crashing upon me, wanting to escape
from your drunken landscape, but every time
I thought I was done, I found myself
running back into the dangerous waves
of your reckless storm.