Melancholia

My forever puppeteer

There’s something in your smile

A devious spark of lies

The gaze of a hunter

Eyes locked on the prize

Watching it\'s prey suffer

Took too long to realize

My self-esteem slowly dies

 

With a numb sensation I lie

In bed asking myself why

I constantly try to justify

Locking my pain away

Is what leaves me weak

But also keeps me alive

 

While your teeth sink deep

Into my soul, I silently cry

Your voice lurks in my head

Always nearby, like a spy

Feeling your touch, I petrify

 

Is this my life now to keep?

Abandoned by my gut feeling

Only feel peace when asleep

A familiar shadow is sneaking

Up to my brain, it’s seeding

The thought of never leaving

 

No room left for dreaming

Breathing get’s harder

I need a shield, an armor

For once, be a good partner

You don’t even hand me a plaster

 

This is an inescapable disaster

Stuck in your romantic headlock

Forced to be your forever livestock

A puppeteers doll, hanging from a rope

Moved by manipulation

Running from the clock

Tick, tock, there goes my life

Still years away from lifting the fog