-TO sunrise to sunset your trail of carnage-

ring the bells for revenge,
and swiftly bring the regiments,
then with a shot,
let this war begin.

the sickly tunes leave you bemused,
as your love comes to an end,
this betrayal like bugs in your head,
as you find your new hero,
then are left for dead,
i raised my hands and bled,
i let the hurt make my bed,
so i make a sonnet, the betrayal of love,
it twists my heart with its clean,clean gloves,
you had the uncanny talent,
of turning my heaven into a hell,
but for all of this i cannot forget your smell.

i was the dyeing prey,
you ate me and threw my bones away,
i feel like a mouse in the belly of the snake,
slowly slipping from the light,
to weak to fight.

but the things that got stuck in my head,
made stars riot in the sky,
slowly over time,
i got up and i got dressed,
the hardest thing was living with the regret,
my lover was an actor,
so anger slowly grew towards him,
as i harboured deep hate for his,
perfect lips and perfect eyes,
i wanted to melt off the face,
that made me melt inside.

no more, i exclaimed,
i cant take your betrayal like butter,
laying thick and suffocating on my brain,
what i said was never quiet enough,
it left me wondering,
was i not pretty enough?,
not skinny or coy enough?,
but i know what you do, moving from heart to heart,
whispering cruel words as you mask,
the true blackness within your depths,
leaving a trail of carnage,
from sunrise to sunset,

so i feel as flames could leap from my anger,
and i want the arms of my hate,
with vengence in mind,
to pick you up and take you under.

and like a miracle you where their,
my heart dashed to my throat,
until the anger beat it down,
i invited you in and you looked around,
you made casual conversation,
i had death threats rolling through my head,
as you chatted about the weather,
i saw the tension in your face,
and the pain and cracks on your masks,
you sat down and looked at me seriously,
put your head in your hands and said softly,

i love you

i do

im sorry i hurt you

can we make this better?

i smiled i was bitter, but seeing you so broken
made my pain worthwhile,
i giggled as great weights lifted from my shoulders,
so i know now it wasnt me it was you,
so feigning my apologies,
i told him he wasnt the one for me,
and i never even worried,
about what he was doing,
i saw his face drop as i twisted my knife deeper,
then i showed him out,

i hope  your pain,
moves you like a puppet,
so you know what it feels like,
i hope you miss me and want me.
just like i wanted you,
but now your broken and damaged,
i think i can forget,
but laugh as i replay.