Compulsion

I could feel my heart beat in my ears as my eyes swelled up with moisture
You’ve done it again
Brought me down low enough to have lunch with the devil
And yet all I can think about is how you’re feeling
About how you’re dealing after having to
tear down what’s left of me
The wooden sword you used to poke at my remains left splinters
And with every breath they penetrate deeper and deeper
Until my limbs are left numb and my tongue tingling
Itching to tell you that I’ve had enough
But all the comes out are apologies surrounded by I love yous

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