thinning smoke (is probably really cliche)

       We stood there,

as I watched your smoke drift into thin air

beneath glowing light,
                  reminisant to the night

as your venom poured sweetly,
                   biting the words you spoke

you hid abondoned mines,
                unexplored crevises of your mind

but I poked and pried,

ingored the danger signs

I infected you

invading your every move

I protected you, when the skeletons piled high,

                I buried them in my chest

locking them away in places you'll never see

I let you put your misery
                in me

I hoped the happiness would fill the barren space,

yet all that seemed to fill was waste,

more to hide in my own shafts

as your conciense hobbled down narrow paths,

I pulled at your blinders

set free your reigns,

and expected once your free you would return to me again

and even through the nights, when my own flame was fickle

I kept you, as you forgot me I never left you

your abandoned cries echo through ears,

but what I regret is, I'm always here.