Secrets

 Assented, accepted, obeyed his omniscient ordinance; Blenching, blindly down the hollow hole. Never come back, not whole. Sold my soul, succumbed to his tortured strain.  

Gave my heart, that wasn’t smart.  Beats weakly, too late.  Given pure, giving up, now tortured, trashed, twisted. Trying to survive. Shattered, severed. Shadowing secrets away from destruction. Distorted, damaged, drowned in the manipulation. Mangled mincemeat. Moreover, determined, no longer desired. Destroyed what little self I have left. 

Gangly, lanky and longs for your life. Left skin, stretched over wretched bones. He’s wasting and weak. With a few simple words, he cripples you. Empty, dead eyes hypnotize. Gaunt, emaciated, long matchstick limbs. Curving tendrils gripping a slithering yellow coil. Coaxes you, starved for his attention. Crumbling, beaten, he smiles at your decrepit demise. Perverting any strength, engulfs you in soulless oblivion. Dark, frayed, black flame burns down the arms, flowing around the body. He’s on top, powerful, the puppet master, the perfectionist, dominant. 

Thrashing, quivering, writhing, you are worn and withering away. Pain pounds in your head; pulls grimly at your gut. All inside, internal, imagined. Endure rejection, dejection, deception. Wear two faces, two masks. See in black and white rigidity. He sucks your one residual sliver of hope, health, happiness. Happiness? Not without him.