Co-dependence

When I hear your voice
you leave me no choice
one more bruise,
again I choose
to be just another toy

when I see your face
I can't leave this place
even though
inside I know
it's one more false embrace

You do what you do,
hateful and untrue,
And I'm the only
one who's lonely
enough to accept you

I hate you for this
emotional abyss
I'm dangling
from your filthy string
and part of me calls it bliss.

I see you above.
I'm the puppet of
your broken wings.
They tug my strings
and you tell me this is love.

And so here we stand
disgusting, hand-in-hand
so sick inside
we cannot hide,
the whore and the broken man.