Gothic Light

Like a pencil drained, I sit uselessly beside you.

I can see you deteriorating, dying slowly.

Leaving me alone, forever.

I thought I'd escaped?

I thought you'd led me to the safety I yearned.

But really you were leading me deeper,

Into my own darkness and depression.

How did I not see it coming?

You'd already blindfolded me.

Is that all I am?

Someone you drained then tossed aside?

A useless bit of scrap paper no longer used?