Prey

Why
do you hurt
me
have I not done
everything you wanted
My love
My dream
My wishful thinking
My belief

It is not really you
that I need
or want
it is the energy
from your fragile heart
once bitten
twice shy
is the best
when that day is born
when you finally
understand
that all you believed
was just ashes
you held
in your hands
and as your heart
like a building
slowly falling
crumbling
to the ground
The hurt
The despair
The self loathing
That you cared
Again
It is that
sweet nectar
the energy you release
when your heart
fell slowly
into
your own personal
Abyss