Me Without You

Burning and drifting
I life away
towards a sphere of
alternate, lesser reality.

Torture, a bruised soul,
and rope burns
around my bound wrists.

You left me
here,
Broken.
Addict, Masochist, Terror.

Each drop of love
has absorbed into your pores
and has been expelled
as urine and bullshit.

You:selfish.
and me?
left here, Broken still.
Destroyed without you,
yet completely renewed.
Alive. Awake. Alone.