Loving a Monster

I want to be part of something better,
sail skies to unknown paradise
while finding love in bones
I call my own.

There was a fragment of my soul
in the bottle I threw
to the seas, hoping
it would bring me home.

But then, my heart found solace
in another who ripped it to shreds
and claimed it love.
I became the wielder of war on my own flesh.

Giving my soul to the devil,
dancing away to feel something,
even if it was pain.

I became the only part of me,
the only truth to my story.
I did not live to be bigger than me, sadly.
Turns out monsters don't love easy.

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