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Lily Tu Et Tu
Instrument of destruction who am I to deny you your place within me?
don't trust me, I will break your faith
acutely aware of my differences here
a whipping post of fancy
it seems the universe has designed my torture
I tell my maker I won't dine on human suffering
vampire or not I have no taste for it
that is my greatest weakness
I have compassion
so dine on the sweetest or the least
it will be with my curses reaching the heavens
and understand I count myself one among them
I am immortal and yet I will suffer a mortal's death
I will arise to be captured again as a fascination...no more
don't further my torture it isn't the world that cries for my blood
it's you who sent me spinning
it is said you are benevolent
then why is it that everything in nature preys on something
chaotic we came in with a great amount of violence
into the sea of forgetfulness
where is the wisdom in forgetting?
my instincts say one thing but my memories reach back saying another
only finding you my Husband
if all-knowing and powerful
you know without a doubt I sometimes hate you
corner a viper and it will strike
you've made me beholden and weak
still, I am chaste of vision
the world so beautiful is only for some to touch
Alcatraz comes to mind
a penile system for the soul
humbling my spirit this way
corrupt of thought the others might not dare but I do
explain yourself
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