all my thoughts consisting of only one of only one thing and every morning i wake up and i desire him he is my king and he rules me he rules my he holds full rein over my psychological dungeon i am wasteland i am beauty and i am bound to him he comes to me in my dreams he is heart my heart my beauty my inevitable destruction my psychological apocalypse ---------------------------------------- i am nothing but a human scale weighed down by other people's expectations only to give in return a shattered dream a reminder of the flaw i am rendered flawed i am rendered useless -------------------------------------- sagging skin and rotting teeth i pinch the flesh i hold it between my fingertips i am a prophet i am a legacy infamous for my mistakes that i will never erase
