Can I drown in your lies?
or choke on your promise?
Can I rip out your eyes?
to keep them as souvenirs?

Can I steal your blood,
and taste what has stained my clothes?
I never found a trace of love.
Instead, depression is what diagnosed

Can I steal your lungs,
so I can breathe by myself, again?
And be human for once,
instead of being a slave to your name?

My hands can't move independently.
Your Thoughts and your selfish desires guide them.
If I could, I'd grab your throat through me
and let you see how it feels when I see you with him.

A corpse is what you left me
without anything of my own.
A lifeless body, empty
and I'm only haunted by your ghost.