Toy

The essence of me, my soul, departed, leaving me an empty shell.

so useless

play my notes of torture to keep me running back to you

twist me to your perverted desires and i’ll simply smile

the sun sets to let the moon arise & cool my flesh

which burns with my sins

creatures awaken to follow, ever watching

whispers upon the wind tell me I’m home... I’m home..

I hear you speak my name and I’m back at your side

the wind and creatures fade, a distant memory,

leaving me an empty shell,

so useless

I let you lead, hopelessly following, calling you my demon.

You were never mine.

dreams recall the distant memory,

the sun arises to burn me awake and I forget.

A word from you causes me to smile.

An empty shell. So useless. your toy.