Reciprocating Love

Would be lovely to kill him time and time again Dose to overdose in all his own sin Push him far enough to watch him drown In embarrassed cries wondering how Things could seem perfect with so many lies Controlling him by everything made for cries To feel the embarrassment of loving disgust Merely a ghost of a love barely worthy of lust Being the least I could do in reciprocating love I would make him feel like he is never enough Smother him to hear his last breath of hope Then I would leave him to hurt needing to cope He deserves to delight in all he gave to me Share in a disgrace meant to never meant to be