i am the ocean
constantly flowing and ebbing,
from high to low
deep to shallow.
I can keep things afloat
yet drown them till they break
under my pressure.
i am the ocean.
beautiful
yet
deadly.

Love you*  isn't something you say,
It's something you *do

i knew who you were
and i knew of your name

i know what you do
and i knew of your game.

and knowing all of this and what you've become,
why did i give in so easily to the devil himself,
who smiled like and angel?

I’m going to write you a letter.
Not now, most likely not tomorrow.
Maybe before I die, just after I get better.

See I found the problem.
The problem with me is my problem with you.
I have discovered I am the modern parasite.
I am the soul sucker.
I cling to your skin and your heart. All those little chunks--- I bite.

I know.

I was intoxicating.
I was lovely.
I was fragile.
I was broken.

You wanted to fix me.
But instead,

I broke
You.
I tore you apart and clawed out your heart.
Your eyes went glassy and your feelings fell apart.

I destroyed you.

You, You, You, You, You, You and You.
But who’s counting?


I take responsibility but I do not take blame.
I showed mercy, see.
I gave you a way out. I opened doors and offered temptation.
I warned you. I wanted you gone. I wanted you safe.
I screamed until my lungs became asphyxiated but unlike you;
I’m breathing fine.

Now we’re strangers.
Now we’re enemies.

I miss you.

But not the way you want me to.

Bless the naive heart that knows not the invention of a woman's manipulation.
For it glows in the darkness of desperation...