Disgrace, dismay. that's all i've ever needed from you.
don't fail me now, don't deceive me.
a little more of your indecencies might make me fleshier
nourish my insanity, help me drown in your sorrow.
take me for granted, abuse me, leave me unwanted.
make me disposable, make me replaceable.
i just might want you some more.
let me crave your disrespect.
if,for a moment, i could have your soul
can i only bring your corpse to life for a few seconds, a breath or two.
Until i become disposable, replaceable.
...if i could see you in the morning.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment