You wonder why I’m so broken, then sit back and watch me breaking. You break me, I’m aching because you pulled a trigger. I gave you a loaded gun and put you in charge of safety, one simple click, stupid enough to believe that you would save me, not be the judge, jury and executioner. fueled by the lies that you really loved, I stayed faithful played the fool and let you rape the soul out of me, a passion for the fairytale you always burned from my flesh and dream, I got lost in making up for everything you never needed. Took my heart for play and walked me down the aisle all the while your “I do” was locked and loaded, holding me by the throat you laughed and let me stop breathing. Drowning in the regret of my honesty your lies clouded the beast in you with beauty. I beat myself senseless for fear of wrongdoing yet you laughed at every wasted breath until there wasn’t much of me left to crush and fixed yourself to walk away, pulling me like puppet strings these things always get tangled. Mangled by I couldn’t forgive myself and Fuck you for your theivery, you assassinate my character in hopes I yeild to your deepseeded need to meet the devil in me. Well you are welcome to my dungeon, say hello to the fuckery. If I was too broken before, I should be downright fucking scary each crack in my armour bleeds out whatever sanity I’ve been chanced to meet and you my dear have just become the target practice for the seal of my new bandaid, I’ll be sure to spit and polish at application so that you’ll eventually add to my beauty. I am a monstrous masterpiece only made mischevous by the lustful demons that play russian roulette with the softest parts of my dream. You were just supposed to Love me!
“You were jusr supposed to Love me…” (via shermaniamonique)