i can feel you breaking me.
the splintering of my soul begins,
begetting a new era of
the one who smiles back at me,
a constant challenge,
my newest conquest.
i am not who i pretend to be.
my sweet face hides a nasty liar,
collecting little hearts like his.
this game is ancient,
and i know all the tricks.
"i want everything about you "
and i will claw it all out.
youre going to beg me to take it.
i must make you love me.
because to let you truly have me,
giving up any genuine part of myself,
is endlessly terrifying.
better that you love this monster,
who steals without a hint of remorse,
than the broken spirit within.
-november 19th, 2017
