i know i should not let you love me
but i am far too selfish.
this wilted farce that masks my life
has left you dead and helpless
the wrenching torment that persists
like dark and violent fire
is evidence as this abyss ascends to my desire.
a sinking force with no remorse evacuates the sky
down it thrusts, thus crushing us:
           r     e  m
                        n  a     n  t 
                                                s           
        of    yo  u             and               i.
there you sit, you perfect thing
with just enough to cry
you slowly drag your broken wings
knowing they'll never fly.
like a bee that knowingly
stings its life goodbye
now post-attack cannot go back
but it was worth a try
it seems pointless leaving the nest
to risk your life for death
but close you'll bee
still showing me
you'll breath my poison breath.