Butterfly Kisses Into Bite Marks

You, feral beauty a tempest raging. You are, castles in the sky crashing over oceans of me. You are loved, worshiped by everything that I am wilder than the beasts raging within me. Always busy with nobody while I turned to ashes. "What's the use of a pretty face if it's rotting in the ground," they'd say. So I knew death had come for me when your ocean eyes turned into Tsunamis and your butterfly kisses turned into bite marks. As I realized All you ever said to me Was a lie You left me Hurt In pain Alone Confused As all your butterfly kisses turned into bite marks And crimson red stained my skin like a tattoo All my happy thoughts flew away Like ash from a bonfire flying up into oblivious And as you burned my skin, trailing your fingers along my throat I knew this was the end of our days, together at least You'll leave me in a broken mess on the floor to pick up my own shattered heart