My words bleed onto the page,
seeping from the core of my tainted heart,
Poisoned by your sordid deeds,
I watch my shattered world fall apart,
I stand here naked and defenseless,
since I dropped my armor for you,
Wounded to death, I am staggering,
because your dagger struck true,
My soul carved up on a platter,
a feast for your decadent lust,
entrails spill from my dying body,
like the strangling of my trust,
My heart grows cold in my anguish,
I reel and heave in confused dismay,
struggling to harden against the pain,
because I didn't expect you to betray,
My tears fall silently inside the scar of my heart,
but the festering cut runs too deep,
to let the ocean of my lamentation flow,
Curled up in torpor, because our love was so cheap,
The price of a mercenary,
can be paid with a pretty face,
and an easy, willing body,
tips The Scales of my disgrace,
And I was once a great warrior,
who conquered and left many too,
but I gave up my empire and harem,
to make a simple life with you,
Because after a world of warring,
you presented yourself as a man of peace,
An offer that seemed too good-
a second Haven, from pain to release,
I finally yearned for a quiet life,
and a hand that was gently nice,
So I let down my defenses,
and now I have paid the price,
There are no second chances,
From this wound I will surely die,
The eye of the hurricane passes,
and in the storm I finally cry,
I steel myself for the final pang,
and I think it's just as well,
For I will go on to the afterlife,
and our memories will be my hell.