The Hunter

I thought I understood
What I’d tried so hard to grasp
But after all that life has taught me
I still fought to make disaster last
I felt your grace so fully and
You helped me find my own
In the end I hope it was enough
It’s the only grace I’ve ever known
It cried out for my devotion
From the moment it began
Then breathless, restless longing
Hindered reason once again
I gave you the whole of me
Wanting the whole of you
I didn’t fathom how big it would be
Or know that it would overtake me
That the half of you would break me
When that’s all you had to give
So much you have to offer
And yet so meager is it, too
You’re too much for me to suffer,
And a rare thing to embrace
Yet it suited me so perfectly
Even better than your grace
A knife between the ribs
Wielded by your practiced hand
It slipped into that narrow space
Is this what you had planned?
I'm flawed but I was stoic
I barely felt the pain
With all my good intentions
It felled me just the same
I see the sorrow in your face
As you prepare to make your kill
Now commit
Plunge the dagger deeper still
Twist it once for measure
Thrust it upwards towards your mark
Etch your name upon your treasure
My barely beating heart
Forever, with that branding blade
Yes, that feels familiar now
I wonder at my lust for it,
This brutal pain that is my curse
I always feared that you would cut me
And this time would be the worst
Now wait with me, I beg you
Til I can breathe - or bleed and die
Whisper softly how much you love me
And betray me one last time