I reach out a hand,
but in your misguided ways
you don't see it.
You call me a blind, ignorant fool,
playing a dangerous game that I'll never win.
I hold my tongue
because you're beautiful,
a passionate, dangerous tempest.
You call me traitor to my kind,
but I've only betrayed my heart.
You say I poisoned you, killed you,
but you don't see that
for all your fancy words and threats,
you're breaking right in front of me.
And I stand helpless,
As you dig your grave.
I want to help you, I need to,
but I don't move,
'cause my heart can't take another betrayal.
So I listen to your lies,
And I'm already saying my goodbyes.
You let the the consume you,
Blind you to the truth.
It ravages your soul,
leaving nothing but an empty husk
of a once beautiful, powerful goddess.
And I blame myself and my traitorous heart,
as I watch you crumble and fall
among the ruins of your pride.
I hope you can one day forgive me,
but I know that you can't until
you learn to save yourself
So I live on to keep the best of you,
the old you, alive.