I’ve grown bored of your predictability
And your bite has become dull
Your apology has no script
And yet it has been rehearsed
Rehashed
And recycled
For the same scene of a different act

I’ve burned for you on this altar
Hands tethered with leather straps
I was the smoldering Lazarus
The burning lamb
Flickering at your feet begging for forgiveness from your crimes

And when the chalice tipped
I learned it was empty all along 

I burned for you on this altar
Prideless and deconstructed
I spilled every last drop of what I called myself into your cup
And when the rim of that cold chalice rose to your mouth
You decided
My warm, bitter blood wasn’t enough to quench your thirst
My self immolation was in vein

Through the smoldering ash and decay
I was resurrected and redesigned
As a lascivious and wrathful being
The embodiment of sin

And just as I thought I was ready to lay myself down again
He called my name
And I knew which poison I needed a dose of
He gave me a new kind of high
And a new kind of low
He knew to kiss me with his fist when I needed to feel
Because my lips had grown numb from you rubbing them raw with lies
He knew the only way to take my breath away
Was to grasp my throat with both hands
And suck the life from my mouth