I thought it was impossible to meet a man
As deranged and lost in this world as I am.
One who has no will to live and only lives
To raise hell amongst the world.
One who looks at me as if I’m god
And Satan.
One who is able to tame
My inner wrath and hatred.
One who makes this horrible world
Worth living, even for a few more years.
From the second I met him,
I knew he was made for me,
And only me.
The Paramour 