SerenitySavage

Dead flowers Dried and mummified Remnants of a good intention I will never see the full moon In your eyes I will never wear your skin On mine again Kill me with your kindness Breathe me life with your lies My love can move mountains But my hate stops the world We aren’t done Until I run out of words I will spit so much fire That you will melt away I will murder us in my art Menace and mangle Anything that felt real Make what was beautiful Ugly once more Wonderfully decayed With a heart of fool’s gold Obsidian wrapper in pyrite My cold shoulder Will freeze your volcano If I turn the other cheek I’m still looking right at you Take me off your rotation I can not give you Any more of me

You don’t play forward By pressing rewind In the future I’ll own your left behind mind My words will echo In all of your thoughts The cavern of your mind Is where I place the plots I will drain you Like an unclogged sink Fast and furious With no time to think A festering ego Will be your demise Once beaten into submission The selfishness will still rise Red, black, and blue The colors I wait for Stabbed you with your own weapon But it was a double edged sword

Doll man Ripped the stitches From a sewn up heart Wrenched the staples Surgically One by one A paper doll I style Any way that fits Baby love in gestation I decide to abort it Or if it gets to live Sit quietly handsome You could be my mannequin Think but never speak Untruth in those vacant eyes Will leave you wishing I’d put you in my trance again Let me vandalize the lies Sell them at a yard sale Pawn whatever remains The icicles that fall From frigid eyes Might stab you in the face Doll man Spread your voodoo All over my Barbie world

There is no daddy daughter dance When daddy leaves his daughter The first man she ever knows Chose not to be her father Something greater called him away What he said would be forever Barely lasted a single day No family vacations Just a mom and her babes Daddy’s daughter couldn’t keep Daddy’s attention So when Father’s Day rolls around Don’t expect the recognition This cycle of neglect Will it repeat? When baby girl finds her a man To sweep her off her feet He will leave just like her father has done Forget about your daughters Make culpable your sons

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