Best Shot At Love Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

You say I'm like a bag of heroin
The best shot you've ever done
You split me in half, for later you say
For later you're gonna need some.

You say I'm like a bag of heroin,
But you smashed my insides with a meat cleaver
Promised you'd never leave her
Promised you'd never beat her

The little girl, the saddest voice
You had a chance, you had a choice

Lovely plain face, effervescent spirit
But the darkness swallows you
And my little-girl cry,
You can no longer hear it

You say I'm the best bag of heroin
The best shot you've injected right into your soul
Killer, killer
You slaughtered me;
This I know you know

Killer, killer
I scream your name
I scream because you run
A marathon through my very own veins

Oh my killer baby
My serial cheater
He says, 'I got to do it'
Says, 'I got to beat her'
Says, 'I got to keep her'
Says, 'I got to cheat her;
All this to sleep with her
To stay with her
To be with her'

And, now I'm a schizophrenic disaster
Should have spotted this;
The demolition much faster

You were my preacher, my teacher
My pastor, priest, and master
I begged so pale, sick, alabaster

I crawled to you
Down on my knees, then
You adored my acquiescence
My pathetic 'lost-girl' appeasement

Marry me, baby,
Got me on a chain
But you only wish for holy matrimony
With my strife, my agony, and pain

I never could understand
Why you played this game?
Why I was so pretty
Writhing and in pain
Writhing and insane?

Never could understand...
Why you played this game?

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