Gone

You tell lies like a knife between the ribs.

Scandalize the town, 

I hear it from my friends.

You'd come around,

I'd turn the other cheek

and turn the covers down.

Like a fever in my brain,

I thought I'd make you change cause

you had a line

that crept right up on me.

Took my heart's desire

and laid it at my feet.

You seemed so fine

till I got in your skin

you were rotten inside.

You bled me dry.

Still I kept trying, and

in the name of love,

I forgave you.

With both eyes shut,

I damn near sainted you.

But, you were too cold,

and even a fool finds the end of the road.

You were a killing vice.

You supplied me.

I didn't want to kick the need then

I finally got a clue

that you're in love with you.

I can't believe it took me this long.

Now, I know what you're about,

and I've lost count

of all your second chances

so, baby, I'm gone.

A "departure" poem for Fireblossom Friday at Real Toads