I wonder
Do you know
Exactly how
You make me feel?
Is it like
The springtime blossoms
Full of promise?
Or perhaps
Like the dawn
Of a bright new day?
Is it like
The laughter
Of innocent youth?
Or perhaps
Like a cozy fire
On a cold winters night?
Think my love
How do you
Make me feel?
It is my dear
Like none
Of those things.
Look back
At what you've done
And you
Will see
How it is
I feel...
Like an arm
Pulled into
A chipper
Like an
Acid washed
Bone
I feel drawn
And quartered
I feel
The suffocation
Of drowning
In your spite
I feel
Like a man
Waiting
For the guillotine
But mostly
My dear
I just feel
Numb.