My Lovely Pain

I look into my broken mirror and stare at the beauty in my hand.
Her cold touch is soothing to my broken soul.
Her eyes so dark and so dead.
The kiss of her lips send me into a spiral of insanity I cannot control.
She beckons me to her and I turn into the undead.
I go to her and bow down before her beauty and perfect wonder.
She holds me in her arms.
The same arms that comfort my restless soul tears it apart.

Her heart is a lie.
She's cold and dead and yet here I am in her arms again.
I thought I could leave her.
I thought I could make it without by my side to keep me half way sane.
The chaos, the hurt, the lies and pain.
It's too much to bare.
It's too hard to hold on without her.

I drop the knife into the sink and wipe away my tears.
All my troubles and fears flow into the drain.
The pain in my heart eases as I hide away my sin.
I look up into my broken mirror one last time and sigh.
Walking away from my lover, I start my day once again.