You and me

At the start of our relationship you broke me down and hurt me. You cut off all my oxygen and said you want to murder me.

You took my hate, we crossed a line. You smiled at me, you made me cry.

Your hurtful words and hateful eyes, drew me in and wrecked our lives.

That you are my tormenter and that I am your slave, turned into: I’m your lifeline and you're where I feel safe.