Want, No More
No tourniquet, so tightened, can stop the flow of blood
As mighty rivers shan’t recede with wound, inflicted deep
It’s as if my heart was stolen, it was never mine to keep
I am left to perish, wallowing deep within this mud
I gave to you my essence, the very every heart of me
With dreams that you would at least do the very same
But it feels like I was a trophy and victim to your game
For with me, truthfully, is where you didn’t want to be
So go, take with you, darling, all that you say is yours
I want no memory of you to ever plague my mind
For of you there is nothing that I wish to have a bind
My love depleted naturally and wasted on our floors
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