Look at my hand, so lightly bleeding,
The tender holes from your teeth and lies are seething.
Cast out another heart shaped curse,
and throw a wicked grin while swinging your purse.
You seem to enjoy it, the thought of having your life on a silver platter,
but the longer you take advantage of it the truth only gets sadder.
You look in my eyes, and take another glance in the mirror,
you think to yourself "Could this get any weirder?"
My darling, the time has only begun,
to find out more you have to cut back on the "fun".
Now take a good look at yourself, you are shaking and crawling on the floor,
and here I sit, watching in pain by the door.
You look at me, and of course I can't resist to help you out,
but whenever I get close your so called "love" starts to shout.
"Get away, you know nothing you slimy piece of shit!" IT starts to say,
"I love her more, so you can go die!" It proceeds and starts to push me away.
You look in agony, you finally realize exactly what you need,
but this thing begins to shove and not succeed.
You look at me, hoping for some destined rescue from me,
but all I do is stand there in disgust at your decision that you never made to be.
You say such accursed things that get trapped in my mind,
but the reason is that I'm always on the hunt, always trying to find.
I probe and take apart what I don't understand that accumalates such powerful feelings,
but all I can hear and see is the leftovers or your emotions peelings.
My voices, they say so many things that would never cross my mind,
you made me this way, even though there is no paper that I had signed.
My promises, all of them are kept within the safest box,
and when I make them, they are kept inside these locks.
My eyes, they seem so dim from the last time you looked inside them,
you do understand that you are the reason why they are so dim?
I look in a mirror so peacefully, yet something screams at me in the back of my mind,
something so horrifying that it starts to drive me blind.
I start to destroy everything around me in a rage, causing such dismay,
and yet you seem to not be able to stay away.
You now understand you are my bane, and that it will be my death,
and I don't know if I should regret that I had not left...