In my times of constant illness,
When I could barely move an inch.
It was then I found my darling
Whom I loved with no end.
Long nights of vomiting,
Hemorrhaging some blood
Rapes and fiends that beat me,
I had nothing but you to keep me from wanting death.
It was your voice inside my head.
Every tremble, every hoarse breath I believed my last-
It was you that made me feel alive inside my body that became my prison.
Tears came and left, but still I had you.
You became apart of myself,
I felt incomplete without you near.
My hand, my eyes, my heart is what you were.
It became so hard to breathe without my hero by my side.
Times came and changed without my recognition-
My hero no longer needed his damsel-
A hand crawling away from it's malignant body,
The eyes that will no longer see,
The heart that no longer beats for me.
I am cutting you off-I will make myself an amputee.
I won't play the needy one
I have no more pleas to beg of you.
I refuse to need you,
I refuse to love you.
I would rather cut my fucking heart out
Than to let you chew it up again.
Crippled, disabled, amputee
Its much better than what you offer me.
Heres the incision, does it hurt?
Getting close, what do you see?
Heres the end, I think you know...
Its all over, now leave me alone.
Thank you for making me even more so of an insensitive bitch. lolol this was entertaining to write.
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