The Only Way I Could Save Myself Now Is If I Started Firebombing
This debilitating cynicism leaves me throwing fists blindly, unkindly I deliberately hide so that you can find me. Unmentionable, the seeking of attention that we require, and I impede my own libido with a silent fear of fire. Hold me higher than your loved ones, mask my bad intentions. I wish I was as pure as my lustlessness suggested.
Go fall, I’ll hold you back. surround myself with your artifacts. My mind wanders with a sense of urgency. I watch you fade away from me.
I discreetly try to imbibe the origins of your resentment. Above me you reside as I strive for mere acceptance. Escaping dignity, I ruined the pedestals I built, and bruised by your excuses I characteristically wilt, condemned by a guilt that I can’t abandon, I lessen to the floor. I’ve derobed your more times with my eyes than you have with your paws.