You betrayed my entire being

and all that I ever gave to you.

You broke into my heart,

and squeezed it until I couldn't breath anymore.

You had brought me to my knees,

and nearly had me worshiping where you stood.

I would have dont anything

to heal your black heart

to break the curse you had placed upon yourself.

You died in my arms,

and I watched with tear filled eyes

as your breath returned

and evil filled your eyes.

I knew it was the end then,

but I held on even though my heart screamed to stop.

It was horror,

the way you looked at me with those black eyes.

It was disgusting

the way you touched me without feeling.

I was a puppet for your evil heart,

fulfilling your needs until you tired of me.

And then you did,

and I could see it in the way you no longer saw me.

You broke me in two,

and I had let you.

Because the black in your heart,

I wanted to cleanse it

I wanted to heal you

and heal my own black in the process.



"all you ever wanted was someone to truly look up to you,

and six feet underwater, I do."