Much too Relentless

Violet blood sprinkled to make the flowers grow,
Weeds removed so you don't choke,
Being safer finds you bitter,
Desire of darkness makes cravings sweeter,

Nail beds mutilated and covered in rot,
Wrinkles in their fine line ways,
Creeping the thought of tired age,
And here you are regressing,

I'm too relentless with you love,
Never let go, never letting up,
Pushing you to the braking point,
Bend you over and have my way,

So you can't see the truth laying hidden underneath,
I will scar you terribly,
You left your mark on me,
Now I will not go away,

Hold up your candle high and beg,
Cry and tare your clothes,
Find no comfort in passions of old,
I am wounded deeply,

Why do you seek for something you may never find?
Why believe only the faithful will be faithful?
Is not faithfulness a practice learned?
Tell me then why rejection is all I'm good for?

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