He use to love me

Call me his queen

His love became dark, grotesque

I became afraid

Nothing was good enough

Not even how I said his name

In my state of mind I was benumb

I couldn’t even feel shame

For what I’d become

Seeing myself through his eyes

It reflected all the lies

He loved me no one else would

To him I was a prisoner held

Captive in his heart

His love was corruptible

Contaminating me

Time has no age

Age has time

My heart beat the rhythm of a ghost

It beats the rhythm of the damned

This was his love for me

He took my will

Replaced it with fear

Smothered my self esteem

Killed my self worth

He couldn’t touch my sprit