I am my own

I have no trust
Or mercy memory
Everything hurts
When I feel it
Everything covered
With harm

Pushing me
To wear my face
Too fragile
The secret shame
I feel more than
You ever will

I swallow everything
About me you want
And strangle your desire
Before it comes for me

I come bearing knives
Daggers and poison
On my lips
And ask do you love me?
Am I your suicide fantasy?

I am not the way or the one
I am not your project
Of shameful conversion
I am lost but not to myself

I am my own
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