I’m not here
For your pleasure
I don’t exist
To be your toy
As from now,
Myself,
I have reclaimed
For me alone
To enjoy
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’m not here
For your pleasure
I don’t exist
To be your toy
As from now,
Myself,
I have reclaimed
For me alone
To enjoy
You cannot hide it
Or simply deny it
Because even if you try it
I’ll most certainly find it
It doesn’t matter
What I say
It makes no difference
What I do
You will always believe
Your own bullshit
Despite it obviously
Being untrue
Exhausting
There
must be
a way
to make
you see
You’re
lying to
yourself
as much
as me
(Originally Posted 19.01.2020)
If we’d had a plan
When all this began
Perhaps we could both advance
But as things are
We’ve gone too far
And now none of us
Stand a chance
Obvious
At a
different
time
In a
different
place
The
answer
would
stare
us
Right
in the
face
(Originally Posted 30.11.2019)
To be fair
If you did
I wouldn’t need
To confess
As it radiates
From me
Like stale beer
And cigarettes
Emptiness
At one time
perhaps
I would have
said yes
But the
desire now
I no longer
possess
Should you
ever try
your love
to profess
To this
emptiness
inside I
would confess
(Originally Posted 01.10.2019)
I’m not quite sure
If this needs any more
As my request is perfectly clear
Sometimes my implication
Requires no explanation
Just as is the case here
Submission
Ah well
What the heck
Put your hand
Around my neck
And squeeze
(Originally Posted 20.07.2020)
In a
different
timeAt a
different
placeThe
answer
would
stare
usRight
in the
face