Angels and Parasites (For Only Fools Love Whores)

Angels and parasites  
Chaos and fairy lights  
God, I must be dreaming    
Praying for peace  
Down on my knees    
   
And it feels like she’s won    
While the torture’s just begun    
And I want to light her on fire    
Just to see if she burns    
With the emotions    
She claims to feel    
   
While I’m imploding    
Like the supernova  
That used to shine so brightly    
Beneath her gaze    
Before it all fell apart    
And now, I am a magnet    
For the darkness    
That I wear like a shroud    
To this masquerade ball in hell    
   
Take it off    
For the highest bidder    
They’re only here    
For the peepshow    
“Does it make you feel alive sweetheart?”  
I’m not ashamed to say it does    
As I shed    
The layers of confinement  
This notion of love    
Has wrapped around me    
   
Jealousy’s a virtue    
For the control freak    
And I might be a tease    
But I’m not a whore    
I’m not THE whore    
That couldn’t keep her pants on    
When some pretty boy came knocking    
On the door of expectation    
   
And it’s all a fantastic fantasy    
An illusion for the desperate and lonely    
No one with any sanity    
Would say “I love you”    
When some boy’s hands  
Are sliding up their lover’s skirt    
   
And I’m a beautiful fool    
Full of self denial    
Though the idealism is gone    
I know what she is    
And yet    
It won’t stop me    
From fucking her senseless  
When she shows up at my door    
Begging for it  
Like the sex addict she is    
   
While I’m down on my knees    
Praying for peace  
Because only a fool    
Would deign to love a whore  
   
© Indie Adams 2012