stormy eyes

Your love is manipulation
Creeping into the cracks of my walls.
Vines growing like tendrils
Splitting me to my core.

Tears feel like blackmail
Holding me hostage
While your helpful ways
Chain me to the floor.

I feel naked when you look at me
In ways bare skin never felt.
We fucked but love
Was never part of the deal.

There's rage in my eyes
And war in my hands.
You offer me safety and tenderness.
And all I can do is make you bleed.