I'm too tired to write

But I feel like I need to

I have to cut off my own limbs

Just to feed you

My beautiful monster

My beloved imposter

You lurk in the dark

Like the meadowlark

Sings in the trees

Never to please

Simply because

It's what she does

Is what you are to me

You ask me to sit down and bleed

For you

I do

I can't feel my heartbeat anymore

Breathing has become a chore

This entire life's an ugly bore

But I sit bleeding, bleeding more

Stop me.

I deserve that much