Lets take this back a notch,
back to when you said you were sorry;
to when you showed me your tears.
Were they real?
did you care?
Why did you tell me you loved me,
then turn your back on me.
All I can think about is the time you left,
lost,
discarded me.
I was your trash.
Did you view me as empty?
Didn't I fulfill your trust?
Crippling me,
from all that you've done.
I have nothing left.
To the darkness I shall stay.
I ran here,
From your jadded touch.
The torment you suffered upon me,
shall be my waking breath.
You tainted my soul,
with your jagged smile.
I thought I knew you.
I thought you cared,
but you just used me as a step.
But wait...
If that was the case,
and everything I've said was true,
why do you come back?
Does your soul take two paths?
Are you one face and then another?
You will not be allowed to enter my stronghold of darkness!
Not without a pass,
without the promise that you understand what you did to me,
not before you see my scars you branded into my flesh.
Until you see all the wrath you've brought to me.
Maybe not even then.
The divot you engraved into my soul,
cannot be filled with mere apologizes.
You need to become who I thought you were,
before you can ever track a path back to me!
Equip yourself,
for getting into my inner defenses,
will leave you breathless.