The death of all that is sacred

Nothing is sacred anymore
Menstruation on what was holy
Destructive game of kiss and tell
You defecated on my heart
Over and over again
Till I drowned in my sentiment of searing regret
Of time lost and exploding agony.
A simple question,
Paralyzing my head…..
How could you compromise what was once an essence of lives?
You weren't stolen from me
Like you do, you walked away,
Willingly, itching to give up on me,
While I remain grasping at transparent threads that I can barely recognize.
Fingers on your sheathed skin, grasping, exploring
A trespass on my haunted properties.
Refugee in your heart I have become,
Home once is now a devastated land.
The only standing sanctuary he is God of.
I will not bow down
I won't prostrate at his intruding feet.
Not because of pride,
The land is screaming "O watch and behold the fall of man"
I the man;
The man with an evanescing identity
Pathetic till the very core, I the man.
I would surrender to him to reach to you,
But I know as soon as my forehead touches the ground.
You will step on me, the pedestal that gets you closer to him.
And that….
That my Agony is what I cannot live with.
Oh, Oh how despondent I have become.
Oh how easy it is to betray,
In this world of sordid realities.
I hear the lullaby of welcome death brush tantalizingly against my ear
I will not fight, I will limply embrace,
I will walk away in memory of you.
You, the cannibal
I the man.