Megalodony

I thought that you were there, somewhere

She pretended to be you the whole time

The past eight months

Planting faux breadcrumbs in my mind

Everyone who I thought was you, is an impostor

The reality is that I’ve actually lost you

Forever

She’s gone and I let myself believe that she was real

I have an incurable disease that will never heal

Why would you and God let me be this confused?

I’m just a sick joke, who people love to abuse

The punchline is a sad life of illusion

In a game I’m always losing

My love was oh so real

A fragile heart, they did steal

Bury, spit on and shit on

Now pain and sorrow is all that I feel

Abandoned, left to die alone

All that is left is scribbling of what I thought was love on this phone

Being vulnerable, I was prone to manipulation

Ana, and all of her identities have obliterated me

Now I’m left for dead, floating out to sea

Why would someone string me along like this?

All that remains is painful trauma

My reality has been stolen and replaced with infinite suffering

My love for you was real

Why would someone induce this trauma and not let me heal?

How do I get off of this haunted ferris wheel?