DISENTANGLED: synthesized lovers

And my air is teeming with electric lust, polluted with sweet nothings, auditory dust, battered and beaten, my feelings concussed and we have disentangled

How can I breathe, after all, I’ve been strangled, slowing the spiral, my storm has been wrangled, blistered and bitten, my heart has been mangled, sharp discomfort in every beat

To survive this would be a phenomenal feat, you left me in Hell to succumb to the heat, a realm where tormented screams play on repeat as eternity trickles away

Shrouded in blackness like the last sunray and you were the predator, I was the prey, stuck in your trap but your own words you betray-

You never really loved me, anyway

And to say this simply hurts would be pale in description, life without you is my mortal affliction, I’m weak, I am nothing, this is my admission as I’m strewn in tatters across the cold, hard ground

It's all I can do to contain the sound; the honed voice of metal finally being found, biting my exterior, warm red unbound, tasting pale yellow, the king has been crowned

But I can do one even better-

Blood across the sand, dripping from the skin-letter, I am the nightside, I AM THE SUN-SETTER, so close your eyes

It's not enough for him to surmise because, outside, I am covered in lies while, within me, another piece dies, quietly screaming

If only I were simply dreaming of the rubicon streams, clotting and gleaming, of the devil constantly scheming, but these two are TRUE

Lost, I don’t know what to do next, I sit idle, my mind deeply perplexed, in the corner, perpetuity flexed, "YOU WILL NEVER WIN.."

And I guess the end is a good place to begin, as good as any, however tinged with his sin, black and red like a net full of Bowfin, bubbling and arching

While down my spine, the chill is marching, my mouth just too dry, it's cracking, it's parching, "I'LL LOVE HIM STILL!! "

OH.. OH, AND STILL-

EVEN STILL.