Cutthroat

I am not the destroyer
But the destroyed
What happened to those days
My surroundings
Bleed me dry
New life was breathed into this
Wrapped within a sensation of pleasure
But oh no I can feel it again
As it slithers its way across my back
Another betrayal
A likely behavior
You did this to me
Get fucked
The silence takes all breath away
My fears quickly envelope me
Created by the memories, they harbor the worst
Brought upon you, but brought upon myself
Suspect
Always
They did
This to me
Do you now see what they have done to me?
Ripped and scorn, torn apart and forlorn
Left to rot upon this unforgiving earth
I am sentenced under full innocence
Nothing in my path, will be left, once I've left
But
I am not the destroyer, but the destroyed
Destroy
My decision
It was not
My decision
I am not the destroyer, but the destroyed.