Broken Anyways
I can feel your cold spine
He bit off all the flesh
Maybe he's a vampire
But I think
He's just insane
Crazy from tortured nights
Not able to be with you.
Why did you let him
Get so close to you
To bite off all your skin
Now there's blood pouring out everywhere
You let him tear your soul apart.
Was it love
Or was it infatuation and obsessed possession?
I guess
As you lie here on the cold pavement bleeding to death
We'll never know.
Your heartbeat is slowing
I wish you could tell me what he did to you
Why you loved him so much
Why you wouldn't escape before it was too late.
Yeah he killed you
Or did you kill yourself?
Either way
He did this to you.
Your spine is bloody and I'll never know the answer
I guess I've lost yet another friend.
Why does love have to be so bitter?
He did this to you…
I hope I never fall in love with him
I plan to keep my bones-
And soul-
In tack.
(A/N: This poem is about Lex killing Lana, whether directly or indirectly (you decide), and Chloe sitting by her body and fearing that when she falls in love the man she loves will turn out to be bad and she will end up like Lana. )