Behind closed doors and drawn curtains,
we shared laughter and bitter cries.
We did unspeakable things to each other—
our home, both hell and heaven.

We hurt, we healed,
then fell again into the same nightmares.
I loved the chaos, the thrill—the highs and lows.
One day, you loved me fiercely;
the next, you were ice-cold.

There were moments I felt invisible
in your overwhelming ego’s shadow.
You stole my dreams,
drowned out my aspirations.
My life became yours—
no light left in my eyes.

I sank into darkness,
holding your hand,
letting you lead me deeper still.
I embraced the void,
closed my eyes and lips—
blind and mute.

You became my voice,
my sight,
my master puppeteer—
pulling strings to shape
the woman of your dreams.

Have I become her?
If that’s what you want—
I’ll drape her long hair over mine,
paint my face to mimic hers,
dress in her clothes,
and act her part.

Once my soul was a chest,
guarding jewels bright and pure—
but now those gems have turned to coal,
their colors faded into ash.

Tiny dark coals lie scattered
among cigarette ashes,
my spirit cloaked in dust and smoke.

I lack the strength to cleanse myself—
to wipe away this heavy veil.

I ache for the purity I once held,
yet live trapped in shadows.
No hand reaches out to soothe,
no voice calls me from the dark.

You locked me in the basement
of your cold, unyielding heart—
no light to guide me through.

I entered your castle with open hands,
harmless and hopeful,
but you chained me
in your deepest dungeon.

Still, it is you I plead with—
for I am too broken,
too weak,
to find the way out alone.

My heart burns with the fierce fire of your love.
Are you willing to share these flames with me?
If so, you will be my greatest treasure—
worth more than diamonds.

Your light outshines the brightest stars
in the deepest night.
When our flames meet, we will become one,
and your cold will finally melt away,
leaving behind the lonely snowy mountains.

Let my fire consume you—
fearless, whole, and true.
I long to sink into your depths,
to lose myself within you.

I dream of a perfect world where we live entwined,
happily ever after.
And when we die,
may we depart as Baucis and Philemon—
forever bound,
entwined in eternity.