My Reaper

My Reaper,

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07/28/25

Song Created By: Drusilla U.

"This isn’t a masterpiece. It’s just my heart on a platter.

I don’t miss you. I always knew you weren’t enough.

You were agonizing -- excruciatingly not enough.

Still, I hope one day someone cherishes you almost as much as I did.

Because every poem I wrote, every song I sang,

You were the muse behind it all.

You taught me what 'love' is.

Now I see it as a sickening game of who torments who.

Who kills who.

Love to me is the spilling of blood.

Oh, how much blood we spilled, reaper."

My world, how could you toy with my heart?

Pretending each and every day.
The emotions become plastic, scary, and I just avoid them.
When I think of you, tears begin to stream.
I didn’t mean for it
Just the thought of you makes me cry.

How could you discard my heart like a cheap plaything?

The very heart that warmed you all those nights...

The heart that gave meaning to your soul.

My reaper, my cruel killer.

Your love coils around my neck like a noose.

(A vengeful cord full of spite…)

Did you only want me for how I loved you so helplessly?

You stole my life like a toy

Told me to die

With those tired, naïve eyes... so recklessly cruel.

Did I burn you too much with my touch?
Did you get tired of the scorches on your bodies?
Still, weakly, feebly, I live on with this burning fire in me,
Failing to forget your name,
Wishing I could, every day
Erase you from my heart.

The smell of you,
The sight of you,
Your eyes in my mind
They penetrate my soul.
Paralyzing me.
The reminder leaves me shaking and choking.

My reaper, my cruel killer.
Your love coils around my neck like a noose.
Did you only want me for how I loved you so helplessly?
You stole my life like a toy,
Told me to die
With those tired, naïve eyes... so recklessly cruel.

You aren’t a warm memory.
You were a reaper. 

My reaper.
Trading my life,
Stealing my light,
Ripping it away with your smile.
Why’s there no one else as beautiful
As my reaper?

You betrayed me.
You betrayed our promises.
Your own words.
You betrayed the dream we had at 13 of our future.
So utterly in love, how naïve it was...
A children’s imagination.

Reaper, my reaper.
You wanted to save me,
Congratulations.

You destroyed my heart.
You stole it
Like a cheap, disposable toy.

And left me with this fire in me
That only burns me.