Among things never to be known
Is the severance that's lasted for so long
The so-called
"Calabasas
far away
from the masses"
I fear it will
go on and on
They say the pretty things I have
I borrowed
But I swear that everything I have is my own
Is
My skin retains scars easier than water
Is
Sometimes I suspect I might deserve
All the shit they throw my way
Is I miss being known
Is
I no longer belong on my throne
(Is I clung to it for too long)
Is
Since it's still time for confession
What was done to me I've done to others
But to be frank it left me sleepless
So I know the good in me might still prosper
Among things never to be told
Is
I starve.
I do
As they suspect.
I long
After all,
Aren't I human too?
And like Patty once said
You reap what you sow
And indeed so it goes
Is
I've dreamed of lying next to the enemy
Waking up to his hands around my neck
My blood on his teeth
Which I hurried to clean
My head held low
Let him keep play-acting the lover
And I, the captain of the boat.
Among things never to be sold
My wings
My voice and my thoughts.
The mary jane shoes they once mocked
And that one trench coat from a friend of an aunt.
(Picture belongs to me )

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