A/N: It's not cliche, give it a chance.
****************************"I love you my beautiful princess.." he'd said,
"I'll cater to your every need, I'll give you anything you will ever desire my love."But I'm broken, can't feel myself anymore,
Fragments of me scattered across this obsidian expanse,
Will you still accept me?I don't have a soul anymore, will you lend me yours?
My eyes have lost all their light through my tears,
Would you let me see the world through yours?Would you glue back every broken miniscule fragment of my being back to a whole?
I'm a puzzle with a few missing pieces,
Will you carve new ones to complete me?Many say I'm a mentally disturbed being,
Will you still love me just as I am?My insides have been hollowed out to make a home for my demons,
Would you fill me back with life?My heart has long since necrosed and withered away,
Would you lend yours in a heartbeat?I'm the dark side of the moon,
Would you be my sun?
Would you stay with me all through eternity?"Yes, I promise you.",he'd said..
But-
But no,
All you lovers are the same,
Answering my questions with an instant yes,
But never truly standing by your answer...You promised me you'd lend me your eyes,
Now why won't you give them to me when I want them?You promised me your soul,
Then why are you so desperately hiding it from me now?You promised me that heart of yours,
But now you scream at me to get lost,
All I want, is to know what it feels like to have a heart beat in my chest,You promised that you would fill my hollowed self with life,
Then why are you trying to run away when I'm taking that life from you?Why do you look at me with so much fear ?
Where's that love that was in your eyes when you promised to hang the moon and stars in my obsidian sky?You scream at me, telling me I'm mad,
That I'm something so sinister even the devil wouldn't want to associate with me,
You say you hate me, that I'm a murderer
You want me to let you go,
But you promised you'd accept me the way I was,
Then why are you breaking it?You promised you'd carve new pieces to make me whole, but the ones you made don't fit right,
I want them to be made from your flesh, so that I'll always have you with me.....I know like all your other promises you will break the one of staying with me through eternity too,
But I can't let that happen,
I need your company, you take away my lonliness,Your voice silences the voices in my head...
But you won't speak to me anymore,
Why is that?
I'm speaking to you, But why won't you answer me?Why do your hollow eye sockets stare at me so blankly?
Why do you look as broken as me?
Why do you have no heart, like me?
Why are your insides empty? Do you have demons, like me?
Why won't you answer me?I knew you'd do this, I knew you'd leave me,
All of them do,You promised me you'd be my sun and shine over my moon like self,
But now the only light shining in me is that of the pyre on which your broken remains burn,At least you gave me eyes and a heart and filled me with life....
But- but my demons will devour it all, leaving me hollow again,
Wiping all traces of you from my being,Scanning through the ashes for a memoir of you,
Watching as the ashes wisk away with wind, away from me,
I sigh wondering what I'd do now,
Maybe I'd find another lover,
Maybe someone who would keep his promises, not like you,All I ever wanted was all of you.
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Of Battered Hearts & Bitter Coffee
PoetryEchoes from the murky depths of a dark, burning soul.