I will not hear your voice no more. Your taunting lips that held trance to my ears had me at your command but no longer will move the air in my chest, no draw of a patter or a tremble of my heart. The images, that would move any mind into uncharted spectrums, I would no longer pour my soul into. With all that I desire how could I have aloud my eyes to divert from the very things that created the man i used to be and the very man I am today.
How dare you tell me you created the persona that I've come to live. How dare you try to exasperated my intelligence by standing upon your pedestal gazing down at me laughing as if I had no mind of my own when truly you never understood me at all knowing that I knew you very well. As if I belonged to your palms and only whisked when you pulled my strings, I have long severed my cords secretly using them to stitch up the only pieces left of this wrongly convicted heart. Leaving it dangling in my chest to beat what life I've preserved through the daunting battles I've experienced, but only through my accord. My fatale wounds have always been calling out but you truly never really understood my cries.
Don't think that this man that was before you was molded by your own two hands when my mind has had ten life times longer then you, living through experience and battling wars within my own nightmares, dying over and over, a thousand times. Death is not ashamed to see me again with it's presence knowing that my last fight was a worthless battle. If I have to die to keep my heart trembling over you then I'll seize it and hold it tell it suffocates so that it will know pain no more. I will not allow my blood be coursed and be defiled by you. You are a nuisance to my life and a wast of my breathe. I will not reserve my time for you anymore.