Villian

I feel like the Villian

Always devoting time to another

Showering them with praises

Loving as much as I can give

Then it slowly begins to rot

Festering and growing it takes over

My mind becomes blind to their beauty

The hope once had for the future fades

My love remains and my care

But I begin to lose myself

Letting the pieces pile about me

Surrounding me in a shiled

So when the day finally comes

I let my axe swing into the air

Coming down on anothers heart

Scarring them forever