The Noose

"I sold my soul to love you"

you say

but I know you sold nothing

you gave me nothing

and held on to me 

like a noose around a dead man's neck

an innocent man

And even now I am not free

you wanted me to rot

you wanted me to hurt 

like you

I could never hurt

when I saw you like a pitiful rodent

trying to bring me down with you

Precisely what I did to you 

was nothing

this, you would never admit

I never knew you

I was aware of the little world you had created

in your mind

I was aware that I was a player on your stage

but unaware that when I walked away,

I would feel the tight grip of your choker-chain,

cutting off my air

forcing me back towards you

you wanted me

in the palm of your sweaty hand

I saw it as a fool's power-trip

now, as a madman's

I don't know what it was,

but you sold your soul to something

long before we met

I never believed that such a pathetic creature as you

could do so much damage

but you have left me barren

They have locked you in your room

but what can they do for me?

my life is barely existence

I have forgotten what reality means

Tonight, I'm getting you out of my closet

and fitting you right

and hanging you straight

the wooden beam in the ceiling should hold

I'll kick away the chair, now

and again fall victim to your grip

but this time, no resistance

and he who will succumb to your destruction

is forever

an innocent man

- April 8, 1984, A.D.