Its Like We Died

A query

In the mirror

We looked cracked and imperfect

It and I 

Side by side

In a sort of fervent fever.

But when did your arms become a noose

Wrapping around me ever so tightly

It and I

Soaring through the sky

In a state of passionate pandemonium. 

Love and Lethal

Hearts filled with poison that tortures one but not the other

It and I 

Haunting cries

In a life of eager ecstasy.

So why couldn't death claim two instead of one 

When it cut out the soul of myself and left my unresponsive shell

It and I

Lost the high

In an element of devoted delirium.

The doctors wanted my happy place so it was what I gave them

Beautiful pictures that allowed my release

It and I

Breathing lies

In a world of petty pretenders.

Author's Note

This is a poem about trust and how one person can steal it all. After being betrayed by the person they presented said trust to, they were deemed mentally unstable and sent to therapists, where they found nothing wrong with their patient because of the lies and sent her on her way.