Something Stolen

you stole something from me.

pieces of me I can never get back,

and all the others after you

will try to rebuild me,

like the toys they

played with when they

were young.

we both know that

they can't replace the

things you took.

they can't fill the holes

you made.

you stole my fire.

you stole my existence.

and i pray to whatever

god you believe in

that it burns you

alive and

ruins you

like it has me.