Murdered Love

My love for you is a creature, a solid breathing Entity, a mangled creation of shadow-black flesh And the thread-like interwoven muscles of my Bleeding excuses… The paltry reasons I put up with your countless Slights, insults, depravities, are its backbone, The eyes are mere sockets, the hollowed out orbs Where my intuition has failed… My love for you stalks at my feet, its hot breath Warming my Achilles heel, the weakness that lets you in… I cannot escape you…I cannot fool myself into hatred, Though it’s just a thin line away, I cannot shake off this damnable love, no matter how much It hurts, no matter the knives of white-hot agony that stab My heart, no matter how you choke me with your ropes Of lies and deceit…and you, how you repay me, You pick up the shards of my shattered dreams, so much crushed glass, And grind them into my weeping wounds, you spit on My flailing hopes as they flap on the ground like crows With tattered dragging wings…you murder me with a smile… And all the while my love for you clings to my hem, bulldog determined, Digging deeper and deeper into my melting soul, penetrating the bone, Burning brands of linked sixes in my marrow Soon I fear it will bite so deep it will sever me in two, and leave me, A mangled maimed malcontent dying slowly in a pool Of my own pathetic longing…my own self destructive love