Sunday, 10 March 2019

How dare

You are right. And you are all right.
 All of this is true. 
It was also true that it needed to die 
because it was a lie
I have no right
 to stand here and question my fate
What stars and what lines can I sort out
When each and every word spoken by me
Is silent and cold
You are right, you are all very right 
I ask and ask, beg and borrow 
but what life demands of me, I never knew
Like someone who cares only for the skin
I ran after glory this sin called love
It was him and it was you 
Who hurt me more? 
Who did I kill more?
No one hears words that is why 
the sky is empty when it’s not blue
All of the darkness that covers my womb, 
seeks out in silence,
the source of that light 
which blew out the day I was born. 
And then I died twice in my unborn’s arms 
but still here I dare to ask, 
and beg and seek for love
Me, who could murder for lust
How dare I ask for more

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