With This Knife I Carve A Heart Into My Chest

Izuru Kira's POV

I loved you. So much that it burned me til nothing was left, nothing but a being of worthlessness. Then that burn was chilled over. In all actuality, that burn wasn't hot but cold. So cold and agonizing. For some time I did in fact believed that you loved me too.

I let myself fall into a lie

I let my walls come down

You made the darkness disappear when you were darkness as well. One would be wise not to trust you, but that's how much of an idoit I was back then. I thought what I felt when I was around you was happiness. True Bliss.

I let myself smile and feel alive

I let you see me for who I am, do as you wanted with me, touch me with those cold hands, be abused at times by them, and gave myself completely. I tried to become closer to you... to have that smile seem less wicked.... but you closed me out. Why?

No matter how I try, I don't know why

You push so far away

I fell into your arms without a care. You had everything from me, my heart, my soul, my mind, my body. But in the end, my love caused me this pain. And you knew how to control me... just like a puppet.

You wrapped your hands tight around my heart

And squeezed it full of pain

So you left. I should have known. But I was blind and foolish. Pathetic. Now I've sunk lower.

With this knife I'll cut out the part of me

The part that cares for you

My pretty little knife, take my life. I slash away what I can to return sain. Instead, of that I now no longer want sanity. Loving you proved how crazy I am. I carve a heart on my chest where one once was before you broke it and took it with you to hell.

I can't believe the way you took me down

I thought my misery was gone forever as I stayed by your side.

I never saw the pain

Coming in a million broken miles

Like poison for my veins

You were my drug of choice.... You always will be... And you will be my overdose...

The hate and the fear

The nightmares that wake me up

In tears

The nightmares and the hate

I wish I could honestly say that I hate you. But we both know I can not. I'm as much as a disappointment to me as you saw me as. I'm not strong, so with this knife I'll only show everyone how weak I really am.

With this knife I'll cut out the part of me

The part that cares for you