I stole your heart with a lie

I stole your heart with a lie and broke it with the truth.

How pitiful is that kind of existence where one is nothing but a meager toy, flesh and blood whose only use in entertainment.

This simple manipulation of emotions and motives is sickening and saddening, yet I continue this foul game.

I guess I have grown too malevolent and insidious to stop.

I stole your heart with a lie and broke it with the truth, as for myself I have shattered my own reflection several times before. 

The pieces of that mirror never return to its former shape. Rather it becomes more and more distorted after time.

The cracks in my character warp my image but not my intentions or my mind.

Though this outward vision is monstrous, within me is a visage, and bright and wise light, strong, uncompromising,

and shining eternal. I stole your heart with a lie and broke it with the truth.

Words meaningless until you gave them meaning, actions random, until you placed them in order.

Dreams with vague messages until you continued to dream them. When you awoke, it was to the nightmare of my face.

The fear that your lips and mine had been one as well as the rest of our vessels.

The fear that your eyes could not see through mine and my eyes could pierce your entire frame.

I stole you heart with a lie and broke it with the truth. I threw all of your hopes out closed windows.

Lacerated on the shards of glass they bled out into the dirty streets of this reality.

The images so surreal that you couldn't bear to look. However covering you eyes did very little to numb the pain.

The idea of defenestration weighed heavily on your mind, so much so that it crushed all other thoughts.

But you were too weak to go through with it. Instead to stared quietly and timidly out the window.

A window showing a world covered in flames, and screams, and lamentations.

I stole your heart with a lie and broke it with the truth. My soul, black as night, shallow as a tear, vicious as a lion.

It preyed upon your prayers, licking its lips, sharpening its fangs and claws. I sink my teeth in deeply.

Leaving an impression that will never fade, not with time or therapy.

The darkness that dwells within me will always be apart of you, like a scar on the inside.

Only the one who caused it and the one who bears it knows of it at all. But the knowledge is dreadfully intense.

And that intensity can and will lead to insanity. A maddening madness that shall entertain me for as long as I see fit.

I stole your heart with a lie, broke it with the truth, and force fed you back the pieces, making sure you swallowed everyone.