We danced and played like children,
splashing in puddles and jumping the stream.
Trapped in the curse of our youth,
tangled in kisses and forever spinning.

Neither corrupted for we were already fallen.
Anger and lust pumped through our veins.
You climbed to the top of the tower,
and triumphantly exclaimed-

'I AM GOD!'
Lightening fell from behind,
cupped into your palm,
maniacle and dizzy.

My heart flipped as I stared in awe.
I knew from the start we were toxic.
With that moment engrained in my mind,
I knew I loved you, however tragic.

You came to me with powdered knuckles,
you knew it was my poison.
You were raised on horse
so we thought,
'This won't be a problem.'

It feels like the sound
Of a million angels singing.
Doubts explode in the brain,
but the high makes you ignore them.

I knew I had to be stronger
than the last time that I slipped.
I handled my ****,
finished the manuscript,
but you just kept exceeding.

I always knew compassion
would one day be my downfall.
You filled your nose,
hid new hoes
And I just kept abiding.

Losses began to trickle in.
You saw you weren't so hard.
To be honest
From what I've witnessed
None of the gangsters are.

I caught you in a tryst
while lies bled from you lips.
Panic attacks and shiny blades
returned to being my usual ways.

I warned you from the start,
but bulls rarely listen.
The lines crossed you
and you felt used.
Shameful, you grew twisted.

Torn and mangled,
Depleted and abused-
Here's to forsaken me
and my nameless muse.