irony

 
you dripped sarcasm
true to form it was your arsenal
you assault me with poison barbed words
and I cringe inside hearing them
it hurt to be just another woman you were no good for

a Sadist you pride yourself not needing anyone, not really
you deconstruction of my pride took years
systematically charming me then pushing me away
I was the anti heroine for you
just a side chick who could bear your abuse

inflicting emotional damage your forte
and I bore it well
no one would know how many times you tore me down
just to kiss me whole again

passionately push, pull
it was ironic your desire at times
it was so powerful
surprising me, I couldn't help but respond
gently kissing your bruises

the world inflicted chaos on your soul
and I flinch from the hurt
taking your pain into me

it's only then, I seek you in my solemn spaces
and gratify my needs