I AM EATEN

My strength is my weakness,
As my weakness is my strength.
I stand here, feet abreast,
Either side of the line.

Waiting. Waiting is easy. Waiting for what?
Anticipate your move, tickle me, punch me.
Frolic with my digestive system.
Carnivorously devour my heart.

I bleed; oil like a machine,
For what purpose, I can make no sense.
Shame on you, you missed a good chance.

Dance upon my misery,
Ground my hurt into the ground.
Bind my soul with the stench of decay,
Forever I am alone, within &; without.

Hurt, from hate, hate, from love.
Cry to be, cry to be,
Close my eyes and cry to thee.
Stave off the hunger of passion,
For in defeat I am eaten.