She left him angry and alone Broken and in despair His heart a shredded bleeding mess His feelings for her were bitter They were toxic and cold As he felt the knife she had driven Deep within his lone dark soul The taste of aspic poisonous and rife Why had she destroyed him Why did she tear him limb from limb And yet deep within he knew he should forgive her But that would feel like a rotted grave Where his carcass twisted and distorted is Wracked with torment with a heart full of maggots Feasting on him like a necrotising fasciitis decay. 31/5/2018