Dark

I am capable of dark
when faced with your obsession

I’ve never promised you love
let love not be the string that weights down your soul

Your promise of one and only and eternity
shattered by the wild flowers lingered around your lonely heart

If I were the marrow of your bones
you so willingly broken for
If I were the air of your life
you so desperately gasping for

Let your cheating deceive me
Bury your confession to rot your conscience
Why treated me with contempt
choked me with your truth

My life was not ruined
instead, was on a marry-go-around
‘he can’t be trusted’ demon sound
tossed me from my peaceful island
each and every time

Now you prostrate before me
with a dagger twisted in your gut
pleading forgiveness for your obsessed soul’s release

My eyes on you are empty windows
Your gushing blood on my fingers like frost

I am capable of dark
when faced with your obsession