Prisoner of a Victim

when you fall, he steps back. And the worst part is you can't even be angry because all he did was choose someone who made him happy.

Previous Version
This is a previous version of Prisoner of a Victim.

May I be your murderer and your savior?
i want to see you bleed
I bless your precious smile
the breath in my lungs as I sing

If you would have me love you
half as much as you hurt me
the prisoner of a victim
who just chose not to be

I'm still washing your name from my lips
oh, to feel it on my tongue!
and to have your eyes recieve it
but you didn't say mine once

Who to blame? Only me
I'm sorry for my agony
destruction of a prisoner
who fears the grey reality

if you would have me love you
half as much as you hurt me
the prisoner of a victim
who just chose not to be

your transgression
my confession
that you just chose not to see
But I'm dead that I'd still love you
just as much as you hurt me

to be so brave
to here you say
my name at long last
and to hold your body close in silence
just because I can
to sing sweet praises in your ear
to have the burns and scars cleared

to see you bleed under my fist
until you feel what it was you did
and to watch your tears become you
to see your cheeks stained and blued

but you know the real me
you will laugh, rest assured
by your praises that I sing
and from them you do confirm
the truth i know
you already see,

I would ever hurt you
as much as you loved me.

© 2013 Rachel Faith Darrow

Featured Review

Chaos_Collector

I like both versions of this poem, but I think I like this one more. Its a bit more detailed and in depth. This is certainly a passionate write. The one thing I'd say to do is add a few more stanza breaks to make it easier to read for all the readers. Aside from that. Nice work and welcome to writer's cafe!

Chaos_Collector