What do you call it when the one you trust becomes the one who breaks you?
He smouldered within my white flame,
where I dreamed he would keep me safe.
He filled me with a sense of shame
while held within his firm embrace.
He feared the loss of his jewel,
with doubt he failed to understand.
His obsession made him cruel;
he shamed my soul and chained my hands.
His smile hid his struggle to trust,
while ghosts haunted his diseased heart.
Possessing my body with lust,
he thrust and tore my flesh apart.
—H, still healing from the flame
