You feel forlorn,
Your wrists tied.
You fall so firm
From enormous hight..
It called - you nodded,
Its claws will get you,
It whispers gently,
And you step blind.
You feed it gently
With your shattered heart.
You bloom and wither
In a desert it grinds.
You will be burned down
Ten thousand times,
But it feels way better
Than loving no one.