King of Abuse

[C.M.C.]

Hello everyone, I haven't posted in a while! I wrote this one last night and would like some critique for it. Enjoy!

King of Abuse
Oh I feel like the prince of abuse.
Can’t breathe, I’m hanging, but with no noose.
I’m held by my father of all lies.
The dreaded “love” is just one fake cry.
I now fear the moment we depart.
Every second I know it will start.
For I see it in the mountain view.
Even furthest oracles come true.

Caressing me with “love,” so I thought,
He throws me out. I was with jumbled lots.
As I fend from night and it’s gashes.
I dream of dancing on his ashes.
I can see a guardian sweep in.
But you can’t even trust your dear twin.
And so I fly back to the nest.
It appears I’ve failed even this test.

Truly this night is of my own hell.
Did I fall myself? or did he too help.
Now mother’s wings turn me back around.
Back to these corpses of past I have found.
No harmony left. snakes in the pit.
The king of abuse throws me in shit.
And when I feel like it is the end,
the king starts the cycle again.

Revision One
I feel like the prince of abuse.
Can’t breathe, hanging, but with no noose.
Held by my father of all lies;
the dreaded “love” is one fake cry.
I fear the moment we depart.
Each second I know it will start.
Caressing me with “love,” I thought,
He throws me out with jumbled lots.

I live through night and it’s gashes.
dreaming to dance on his ashes.
I see a guardian sweep in.
But I can’t trust my dear twin.
Mother’s wings turn me back around;
back to these corpses I have found.
And when I feel it is the end,
the king starts the cycle again.