devilsmistress

crush the world
in my fist
frustrated with you
and me
and those boxes in front of my door
and just who do you think you are?
you can't just walk in here
and expect
me
to stop the world from spinning
just to feed your god complex
i won't let you keep poking me
in the eye
mad world
mad mad world
over and over in my head
who said you could come in here?
and you
fuck you too
all i want is that glow
that warm and fuzzy
safety blanket of you
i'm sick of playing this fucking game
this merry-go-round of power
money
always needing more
but we don't have enough
of what matters
i come home to the smell
of stale cigarettes
and lived in clothes
and where the fuck are you?
no more keeping secrets, you know
can you tell you've changed me?
who the fuck am i, really?
fuck off, cuz i can't even make you
go away
surrounded by all these words,
words and phrases,
buy a vowel
but can't make my own
this is incoherency at its finest