He stands above me
Much to far for me to compare.
I am beneath him in all ways
And he will not let me forget it.
On my back for him to conquer
And expose my weakness for him to devour.
I won't fight him out of love
But I **** my voice to compromise with his touch.
He will not know my mind tonight
Though the matter of this does not bring importance to his purpose.
He marks me and shifts me into someone else
Someone more in his image because he hates all others.
And I lay beneath him breathing
And my stomach twists with corrupt acceptance of my bitter love.
He soars above me in brilliance and perfected chaos that I cannot look away.
I am destructed in his wake
Let me be rubble...
Let me be his chaos.
And as he leaves me on the ground
Never to return to my sight,
I feel myself suspended in air
And above you, I fly.