When I take a step ahead,
you force me to retreat two steps back.
Just as I sense us getting close,
you prove me wrong each time.
However, like a fool, I fall for your crafted illusion every time.

The words, like a lump in my throat, cling.
When I muster courage at last,
you make me bite my tongue and regret everything.
Unsaid words consume my mind,
eat me alive, roam freely, haunting the night.

As I attempt to crawl back from the edge,
you plunge me back deeper into the abyss.
To the world's end, you drag me,
refusing to release me from your claws.
You're the...