My Lover.

For P.T who taught me an important lesson about life and playing "The" game.

Tainted by you,
Your dirty fingers grind salt into my wounds.
Bleeding i lie before you,
Used,
Exposed,
Shamed.
I give you my all,
And you slice into the very heart of me,
Ripping me to shreds.
Life is a game,
It's that simple.
But life is rarely pure
And never simple.
I used you to fill a hole,
You filled me
And then left.
I would have done anything,
Been anything,
For you.
But you took what you wanted.
The rest
is silence.