Unforgiveable

You did it so many times with different faces. So many ways I was a fool for not seeing it before. You would nest in the chambers that beat beneath my chest knowing, I am a fool. Each time you have left with a piece until you were satisfied on my patchwork failure. I have barely aged yet I felt close to death fom your betrayal. All these performances, masks of content were made from each time you struck me. Each piece was a part of who I was that is missed. I could never have it back to who I was and now whats left is all that I am. This is what is left within those chambers, a rusted pile of resentment and malice held by pain and fear. In regret i let it happen under the guise of some feeling. Shamefully, I know you will come again, but you have always failed to take this small thing from my hallowed chambers. You won't see it, feel it or know or it until it is too late. It is the hope one day you can rest in my chambers and build me up again.