You gave her a circular metallic band , to represent your supposed eternall devotion to her goodness
You breathed love down her spine, the dull beat of her heart livening and her eclipsed life brightened.
You whispered promise into her heart until you were her only source of happy.
Together you built a life but lately you're never there.
She lies in the darkness in pieces pathetically reaching out to a cold space where you're supposed to be.
You rule, she follows.
She follows and bows to the ground you walk on
Cleaning whatever mess you leave behind
She is blind to her slavery and all she can utter is "he loves me".
God knows black and blue don't belong on her skin.
But you are god.
She knows your word Genesis to Revelations, Revelations to Genesis.
god?
No.
Men like you with a **god ego need to rearrange and realise you're not a god but a dog.