Projection

You tried to kill the beauty in me

As you could not recognize it in you

You tried to put out my radiant light

To hide with your demons as they grew

While I was fighting and slaying mine

In the deepest holes of my battered heart

And the darkest corners of this shattered mind

You wished me your misery as your soul was torn apart

My sword swings and clanks, I tire, damn near break

Still you sit and point, "Look at her struggle, she's worthless indeed!"

Showered in blood, lo the slaughter in my wake

Prim and proper you sit, too afraid to fight, too afraid to bleed

You will answer to your demons 'til death

Whereas I've lain waste to every one in me

While you pretend you're in control with each agonizing breath

I've fought my battles, now I'm finally free