Truth
We tore each other apart.
Betrayal, hurt, and revenge;
They littered our relationship.
Getting back at one another
Till no one remembered why or why it began.
I stabbed at your heart
Shredded it to pieces with each word,
But as i focus on revenge
You pulled a machine gun at mine
Leaving a gaping emptiness.
I left you with bits and pieces,
A way to mend and heal.
You left me with nothing to be healed,
To show that i once had a heart.
Now i am a machine,
Engineered to have a facade of emotions.
Cold, calculating and ready to strike.
To have a chance of an illusion,
To feel love, to prey off of it,
To hunt for the chance to sense.
I can see it now, two machines
Who created each other
Hunting the world, destroying it,
Making more machines in their wake.
