The Fates.

Throbbing, retching, wide eyed mess
Of pain that's never leaving.
Must suppress my aspirations.
Must suppress the heaving.
Torture me my loved one,
As I begin to cry
And see the hellish flame of hope
That burns within your eyes.
Rip the skin from my tender lips
And cherish all my tears.
Cut my heart out, taste the blood.
Ruin me with fear.
I know you are the devil,
Forbidden yet desired
But I swear I saw an
Angel, a soul that I required.
Lying, bleeding but still needing
Bitter kisses.  I'm broken hearted.
Unaware, you play with me
And still don't know what you've started.