Anger

Such a story of color, 
With lies as bountiful as hues of red 
In the drops of your blood 
On the thirsty ground. 
 
How my heart danced 
In the many notes you sang 
As the tale took root 
Making me believe again. 
 
Overdose of delusion 
Fed into my veins, 
Like a hungry addict 
I ignored danger and ate. 
 
Then the Ichor was pulled away, 
Gone like tender sugar crystals 
Melting in the angry sea, 
But never again shall you betray. 
 
Your lying light was snuffed, 
This room now confines me.

Tender sugar.