Risk your Hell for Me

poetry

you’re a male bimbo and I’m a pond fish
in the hands of a hungry man
it’d simply be best if you’d just unfasten your belt
we’ll not fulfill any happy endings or jump through walls
Look at me, I am already losing my inhibitions with lemons
so step on a chopping board and bear all that must pass
in any other world, we could skip this crooked path
but it’s not so easy to catch up to all that we have not become
Sometimes, you have to reach the end to be more than the skin you’re in
so it’d simply be best if you’d just surrender your defenses and lie with me