satan has a knife

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I love you, I cry
to a man that can not feel
my words are not what he hears
he twists every letter, every vowel, every breath
like a game on his playstation
"hurt me", he hears
"manipulate me", he smiles
"I'm making this easy for you", he laughs
screaming at the top of my lungs,
"I AM NOT A GAME"
but the devil turns a blind eye
all he knows is pain, agony, weakness
and he won't settle for any more
nor any less
my love for him would not wither
no pliers could break these chains away
like a knife to my throat,
he cries out for help
how can I leave him now?
but wait,
how could I stay?
"I'm afraid that this might end up with you killing me
but i won't leave you
because i am in love with you"
and in that moment
I realized
I needed to pry these chains away
until my hands bleed
until the skin has wasted away
until there's bones exposed
because it was then that I realized
something that might haunt me forever
I wasn't in love with jacob
I was in love with the devil

♡cmh♡
•06/11/2020•

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