Achilles:

You are my Achilles heel

My greatest weakness

You catch me unawares

Time and again

With an arrow through my heart

And I fall, fall

Left vulnerable

To the poisons of misplaced hopes

And old wounds they tear

Open so easily

And the blood from them

Runs so freely

Down my chest

Sticky and wet, angry and red

And it paints me, truly

A hypocrite

Surely I am no different

Than any other

Of your worshippers

As like a god

You stand aloof

And you deserve so much

Better than this

And I deserve to be free of this

But we keep each other close

Because secretly

I delight in the

Slow burn of the arrow

As it pierces my flesh

And you have come to love

The taste of my heartache on your lips

You are my Achilles heel

And my downfall is your ambrosia