Following me wherever I go.
I go by, you lie on the ground
Waiting for me.
Trapped. I cannot resist, your sweet words are
Bait on a hidden hook.
You reel me in; I'm caught, out in the open, breathless.
You cut me open, spilling my blood to the earth
No pain is enough to describe the words
Coming to mind as pretense
Is shorn off like so many fish scales.
I can only hope, in this torment,
That you don't know how much I would do, could do,
If you didn't plan to leave me,
Never knowing what you've done.