you arent perfect,
for you are only as human as the rest of us.
so there are things that you lack.
for those items,
you have a habit of turning to me.
at first there was no problem,
for all you asked of me was that i kept your secrets safe.
but soon secrets became more...
you desired shadows-
to me you'd turn.
you yearned for power and energy-
you took from me.
i admit i couldnt say no to you...
for i felt that doing so would be wrong.
soon you asked for more;
for me to lie
for me to hurt
for me to make you seem invincible and flawless.
it all began to weigh down on me,
the pressure,
causing me to loose myself time and time again.
now you ask for it all-
you ask me to lie to keep you clean.
your hidden truths,
your forbidden lusts,
i know now that you have used me against myself,
taken my deepest emotions,
and turned them into weapons,
that could kill me easily.
i have been under your spell,
the enchantment that you have called friendship.
but...
this is not what you say it is.
for now i am done,
finished,
and i will break free from your hold,
and see the light.
