im yours

I'll give you my heart for you to hold.
Do as you do, I'll do as I'm told.
Your sickly sweet words that drown me down.
Pleasurable chains that kept me around.

Keep me chained to show me love.
Imprison me like a little dove.
Fill me with desire like a burning fire.
One thing’s for sure, you're my pacifier.

I can’t believe that I wrote this during the month of love. The month of love– the world has betrayed me by giving me the chance to talk to him again. The world has become cruel yet again. World, will you please spare this girl who’s lost in the sea of noise. Spare this girl who can hear everything and sense everything. I fear change. For the act of shedding requires me to lose my skin in order to get a new one. I must lose my life for the purpose of achieving the life I desire. He, who made me believe is a paradigm of paradox, has latched his calloused hands on to my heart. Yet forget to bare my fangs and let him eat my heart for all he can. Do not see me as a person but as a thing, I’ll be your pillow at night, I shall comfort you in your hours of darkness. This cannot be love but i’d love to sink myself in delusion that love itself is unique and can be a bit different for other people. To let the delusion drown the logic and to succumb to fiction. Use me as I am, if that meant you could turn me into something better. Please use a thing like me for the better of other people.