Dark Temptation
Why am I constantly troubled?
The way I formulate my thoughts: I make them attack me.
They only see the negative effects and I punish myself for it.
I let my thoughts haunt me constantly and I let them drown me.
They never give me happiness because they hurt.
They always think of you. Every moment we shared now a painful and bitter memory.
It resurfaces, stinging like salt on an open wound.
I let it sit there, afraid to move and feel more pain.
Tears stream down my face in a silent cry, afraid to wake up any more memories.
With every intake of breath, ice shards burn through, blood coming up from the intensity.
I am hexed, cast under a spell that tortures me more and more.
The never ending cycle of self-mutilation, leaving my poor body an empty vessel, yours for the taking.
An empty carcass rotting from the inside out as the memories lash at me, slowly destroying me.
I guess my vulnerability was always yours for the taking.
My emotions feeding off your false ones, making me weak and sick.
I somehow never saw the nightmare looking over the day dream leaving me lost and trapped till the shadows engulfed me as a whole.
To you I will always be a name on a list, but to me you will always be my fallen angel and a dark temptation filled with fear.