EchoBlaze

I eat your words like poison         t e a r i n g up my insides  as it enters my system, boiling like too much acidic blood in my veins. A massacre of holy tissue   a sacred piece of life force  d     e        s           t              r                 o                    y                       e                          d without cause and without            proper burial. I am like an engine, running off your fire, as you pump  mountains of coal into my lungs. My aluminum heart burns only for you, my destroyer,  and I am just scraps of metal and hair and bone, a machine with faulty parts.