i am a catalyst
for love
a shadow in the darkest
realms of your heart and mind
a phantom of what could be
if you were only capable
of ever loving me
i am a hidden figment
of your imagination
and underlying desires
but no matter what
i am nothing more than
gasoline to the fire
of your insecurities
replaceable
forgettable
that is what i am
a peasant
in the eyes of the
king
so go ahead
let the blade swing
no one will mourn
the death of love's
servant