Rabbit Hole

I was crawling through the dark but you made me believe I was fumbling towards ecstasy. Your rabbit hole enchanted me and then it got the best of me. I should have chosen simplicity instead of living lavishly. You copied, pasted and cut out my heart, then let the vultures ravage me. You burned me at the stake, ending your witch hunt with my body in flames, refused to allow me a defence as the fire spit at you and called you names. Was I really so blinded by love that I still suffer in your absence? I was the incense that made you feel zen when all you could do was think in dollars in cents. You are the reason why I have built walls that touch the sky, they protect me from the hurt in this world, and all that could go awry. I cried for days and until it seemed like there would be no end in sight, you stripped me of my sunlight and forced me to embrace the night. I would rather be alone than feel lonely in your arms, instead of providing me with shelter, you filled my world with harm. Filleted like a fish, you hung me out to dry as you pushed a hook through my lips and made me bleed. I did handstands for you, back flips too yet you refused to notice or even take heed, as you ignored my feats and opted to stay motivated by your own greed. I am more than just an option, i deserve no less than the best. You were the object of my desire, you could have been my moon and my stars. I was just the toy you had acquired, you viewed me in the same regard as cheap wine and cigars. You smoked me until my lungs were weak and blackened by your nicotine, doused me in gasoline then winced at my arrival, just like the black queen. My dreams have erupted, as they lay in the volcanic ash of your negligence. I was often mistreated and made to feel like I was a personal expense. You crucified me like the Christ, and hung me from my wrists, as I came closer to accepting reality and realized that a love like this could not exist. I became my biggest foe, battling for hours internally, questioning whether to stay or go. You tainted my water, and pillaged my home; slaughtered my sheep and crushed my bones. I was your whipping boy as I accepted each blow with a smile, you have jaded my artistry and made a mockery of my art. I am hopeful and hostile as I hereby declare that you have devastated my heart, eternally damned and ruined for future lovers that are tempted to taste my tarts. I am the queen of hearts as I demand your decapitation, look forward to your annihilation as I determinedly dance towards my transformation. I will be the brightest star that lights up your sky at night, I will be the bluest, most bold butterfly that haunts your dreams and fills your world with fright. I will be the wildfire that jumps at you and burns you ignited by your own contrite, and I will be the knight that refuses to save you, and lets you drown to my heart's delight. Through the storm, I found the strength to live a life of solitude without you by my side. As the waves subside, I realize that I have managed to maintain my honour and my pride. Somehow you had the audacity to cheat, and by taking you back, I denied myself of life, our love was the double sided knife I needed to accept that you were not worth the wait. Your misrepresentation and false advertisement only led me to believe that I was naive, you desecrated me after tempting to eat your apple, just like you were the Eden to my Eve. My soul will repent and feel remorse until it is spent, but until then, I will watch from the top with wicked, villainous lust as you fall further to your disastrous, self-imposed descent.