With happy music playing
In the background
Macabre thoughts running
In my head.
Of tortures that I can
Inflict upon you
Coz that is how I feel
Love for you.
Where every nightmare is
Something to cherish
Every disgrace,
A sacrifice.
Having each other
By the other’s shame
Secrecy or
Pain.
Purposely inflicting isolation
Denigrating each others’
Values, morality
And sense of purity.
My love for you
Can only be the sullied one
Lacking self-respect
And control.
As we live with each other
Breaking the other’s heart,
Mutilating feelings
And clinging to the other –
our only hope.
