Grasping desperately for that bright, comforting light
But you bind my hands and hold them tight
You slit my throat so that I may not speak
You leave me now, broken and weak-
Such a hurt that dwells inside
To realize, now, all those times you lied
Those times you told me that you cared
Those glossy eyes through which you stared-
You built me up and then cut me down
Forcing my face into the dry, hot ground
And now tears fall like shattered glass
As I pray for you to release me at last-
But release never comes, and here I lay
A battered toy with which you will play
But it was all my fault, never good enough for you
Maybe I deserve all these things that you do-
As the light of the day fades away
And I lay in the dirt here, and pray
You emerge once more like a harbinger of death
And I prepare myself for the final breath-
Only one more thing lingers to say, as I do
Even through this pain, I still love you

 
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