The man who was never there

There was a man who was never there

This man held a place in my empty heart

A place filled with others who quickly depart

There is a hole in my heart where love is scarce

A void created by the man who was never there

A man who shows up and quickly leaves

Breaking the heart lying on my sleeve

Disillusioned with sweet lies

That fade away

They are ones who never stay

I am left alone with nowhere to go

Without anyone to call my own

Not giving a damn about myself

Living a life of cruel excess,

Unconcerned about destroying my health

I am consumed by my insecurities

My infatuation is measured by degrees

The door slams in my face and I fall to my knees

Hysterically crying endlessly

Because of the way that man has treated me

The man who decided to throw me away

Is the man that I once loved today.

Abuse, lust, and neglect have been the treatments shown

In every relationship I have ever known 

Not knowing the difference between fact and fiction

Unknowing of the pain of false love’s affliction

Living life through my convictions

I am drowning within the cycle of masochistic addiction

Engulfed by the feelings of self-loathing and hate

Filling the void of a figure I wished to create

This figure was the man I called my master

A creature of sinful lust-filled disaster

A figure modeled after one I barely see

(The one I hoped would comfort and take care of me)

The one who never seemed to care.

Forms the silhouette the of a man who was never there.