Torn.

There's no sanctuary in your
demeanor

cruel and useless words you use to rape my ego

attracted to the essence of your tongue and the way
your eyes drift
in the sunlight

How your hair falls into your eyelashes showing
sweetness and humanity beneath the facade.
The visage of you... walking along the streets
sidewalk paths.

I am the hushed girl strung out on hope.
Addicted not only to you, but the needle you come with
that tears at my veins.

Love was such a strong word when I was younger.
No girl dreamed love was a synonym for weakness.


Liar. Liar. Liar.
What an empty word that holds no value.
Aren't we all a little two-faced?
Only you hold four masks, maybe six
and I'm the one that loves them all.

Great exposure to the world
Your hand keeping me still.
Your voice silencing me.
Your memories my own.
Your lies my fantasies.

We fall to the flour. Crumple down.
One-a-two.A-three.A-four.
Kathump
Kathump
Kathump
Blood rushing from vein to vein
Drought taking my lips down.

Let go of me and you will be glorious.
Let go of me and I will love you again.