You mark me indelibly as yours

with rouged smears of soaked blood

stamped footprints engraved on soul

biting acid etched in my frayed pores

bitter words burrowing daggers into heart

leading me by collared, bruised neck

crawling deflated like balloons at your feet

but you can never possess me as your rag doll

because you do not own the twisting cusp of me

you’ll never find me hidden in my sea of bulwarks

possession is nine-tenths of the law as you know

and I choose to defend myself as the rightful owner.

I thought you loved me. 

I thought you were the perfect guy 

You never stole anything

You didn't lie

At least I didn't think you did

But that night 

That night we fought you cried black tears

The demon possessing you leaving your body slowly 

You were the one possessed by this monster 

Yet it my heart torn out and stomped on 

It was me that paid the price for you