He loves me with fire
Burning my heart as he walks away
Yet he never puts out the smoke
Slowly watching me turn to ash
He gets off on my pain
A laugh of purity rots into my skull
And forces me to see his humor
Chuckle at my own corpse
I numb my pain with crimes
Force feed my blood with drugs
Not the kind they sell on the street
The kind that are sent via text
"I love you"
It's late at night and he'll want me back
Just to take out a match, and light me up again
Until I'm a flame he can longer touch
