Yet his downfall is his own self –
As insecure as the walls of Jericho
But he perseveres and the pain shows –
masochistic gluttony in Bacchus’ poison so sweet – my poor darling
I wish you would love someone stronger
for I will be your downfall.
If now you leave it will be best or else
I will cause you ruthless pain till you feel I love someone else – myself.
Then when you despair and say Goodbye you shall be taking a part of me with you –
though I deny it.
But if you stay I shall cause you pain even unknowingly – for we are both of a different mould
though seemingly the same
And to know me is to hate me