The Antagonizer

Take a seat in this room of my fears 

Chandeliers shimmer in this château 

Built where my memories tarnish 

Play with me, a game of paranoia 

In my untrue, hidden revelations

I will make you the antagonist, and vanish. 

Every word you utter, when the wind blows

Every thought that reminds me of you

I will weave so twisted in their flesh

That I awake in disbelief, almost utopia 

Having escaped your crooked claws 

That I created, a world filled with ambush. 

With no luck, I hold the ten of spades 

With the eight twirling in another in lieu

I must end this game that will never perish 

Any game that's worth playing, my wisteria, 

Has already been played, in quiet nooks

I draw the three of hearts, and preach. 

I'm not done, I never will be on tired shores 

I will demolish every refuge in this plateau 

Build fortresses unnecessary and relish 

That you could never have me, nor euphoria

 Silent whispers weeping on my shoulders 

Howl in the mirror of your crimes to punish. 

I calculate, I scheme, relive moments 

Every quiet flaw, I reap, to frame you 

For all innocent lives guillotined that march 

You will serve every sentence; dilemma 

And curse my name while the choir bellows

And all the twelve constellations hush. 

so I let this escapade fade to the hollows 

Unrelenting to emotions arisen impromptu 

holding everything I have close to touch 

Always close and always far in nyctophilia 

shouting your name at these jailbreakers 

Here it is, my antagonist, in this last wreath. 

Sadness, Undoubtedly-you, Harsh, Arcadia, Sculls, Hellish.