Spreading My Wings

I was so drunk on you, that I couldn't see I was becoming instrumental in my own destruction. I let you feed on me till my blood became tangy and tainted and my bones were brittle. I crumbled at your touch until I was no more. You played me against myself and the self loathing was all consuming. You turned me into a cheap party trick thinking I wouldn't rebel. They warned me of your cunning charm and I finally see through your veil of deceit. I was so drunk on you that I let this happen and I am ashamed at myself for my naivety. But no more... You are but a bad after taste in my mouth and a faint lingering smell in the air. Soon time will leave nothing but a mere memory and that is how it needs to be.