Loving a Monster

I want to be part of something better, sail skies to unknown paradise while finding love in bones I call my own. There was a fragment of my soul in the bottle I threw to the seas, hoping it would bring me home. But then, my heart found solace in another who ripped it to shreds and claimed it love. I became the wielder of war on my own flesh. Giving my soul to the devil, dancing away to feel something, even if it was pain. I became the only part of me, the only truth to my story. I did not live to be bigger than me, sadly. Turns out monsters don't love easy.