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