Iconoclasm

I surrender
 My fingers reach out trembling
 I try so desperately to touch you
 As the blood seeps from your eyes
 Spilling on to these cold hands
 The crimson stains far beyond my human embodiment
 Outside unscathed
 Inside torn completely
 More baggage I must carry the weight
 Pummeling
 I stab myself with questions over and over
 Command me I surrender
 I am yours
 I no longer sleep
 Kept awake for my selfish crimes
 Living out this life sentence
 Forced to view each and every frame of the picture
 Eternally looped
 Constantly rewound and played
 Eternally looped
 Cradled by the guilt
 I lay twitching, convulsing
 Still she watches enchanted by it
 She drools at the pain she inflicts
 You fade from my grasp
 But I am still drawn forward
 The flames flicker
 I swallow to keep them down
 It singes my tongue and blisters my throat
 It tares at me
 I give up
 I surrender
 Let someone else go through this Hell
 I quit