I am my own religion
selfish cruel and beautiful
all who touch me wither and die
I’m the cat who got the cream
and I cut up nice when I’m nice but a little self love can be a dangerous
thing I bit too deep from forbidden
fruit my love is a burden to me
now love without theatre is a sad device you can sacrifice too much and have little else to give but love without sacrifice is simple
theft I stole with my tears I owe myself for misplaced trust
I’m too old now to care what others think my opinion is the only one I count no
one is ever as clever as they think they are but I’m always right except when I’m wrong and I turn up wrong more often than
not on a purely subjective level I’m a bonny liar I lie to myself night after night but I won’t be diluted or poisoned I won’t be validated by others I’m my own worst enemy and my own best friend I’m my alpha and omega in the forever amen
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