People fear hell because of the promised torment;
But I’d rather burn for an eternity
Than live trapped in the limbo of your indifference.
This barren landscape is the real hell:
My mind a cruel tormentor.
Images of you with her assault me
I see you loving her, holding her so gently—
A stark contrast to the way you held me.
No, with me you were ruthless
But I drank it in.
I took all of your sharp edges within me
and gave you back warmth and tenderness.
While the scars you made ran red.
I took the pain in too.
It was, after all, part of the gamble.
We were two broken things in the night
Coming together
A little haphazardly perhaps,
But still beautiful in our imperfection.
Or so I thought…
But, to you, I was just a mere lapse in judgement
While she is the Empress you sought.
That’s fair, that’s the game we all play.
The winner takes it all: the loser is discarded.
I made many mistakes that night
Letting you use my body was not one of them,
Letting you into my heart was the biggest one of all.
Now I pay penance for my sins.
Stuck in no man’s land
Forever yearning for a ghost.
~Ink Me In
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