Romance Quota

Last night I filled your quota
With fear & trembling in my eyes
Romance is dead you now rape my life
For the last time I bleed myself dry

Nothing I am
Help you understand
Why I live or I defy
I’m a plague in your life
A living breathing crime

Tomorrow I’m jaded
Tonight filling your quota
Eyes rolled back with pleasure
Six to one compare me
Make me equal
To a past mess

Today you lost it
That happily ever after
Compared my imperfections
To toxic purposeful manipulations
Now I stand alone in the poison
The silence of falling rain

Nothing I am
Help you understand
Why I live or I defy
I was plague to your life
A living breathing crime
Manipulation complication
A compromise of conscience
Not aware enough to decline
The poison of comparison