Striped

My expression has diminished along with my passion, my inspiration.
Any hope of leaving these four walls.
Enveloped in darkness, I'd say if I were a poet.
I'd love you if I wanted you to know it.
With age comes expectation, and with that comes disappointment.
Your corner of this room shines bright.
A wooden sign nailed to your head that tells me to stay.
You look so beautiful, despite the open wound.
And if it were any other day,
And I wasn't in a motel bathroom, or hoping for something more, or buntings in the evening, or with a child of a whore..
I'd be singing along to a kitten's tune..
But if it weren't for that bitch,
Then I wouldn't have to.
Because I stood up for you, and believe the words you spoke.
And as I swallowed that dirt, I did not once choke.
Because if I can ease my pain for a fifth of a second
And I can divide pi by four
Then love, I can beckon.
And when you beg for your things
Like I'll never return
My eyes will see yours
And pray your soul burn.
Because the depth of the nails
Correlates to the the strength of his hands
Yet hostility and anger only remains.
Hold mine, and lie.
Or lie next to me.
Kiss me if you must
Or from my neck
To my cheek.
But please don't touch me
Just laugh at my jokes
I see why you're alone
Barbed wire, knives, razorblades, guns, ropes, chains, sticks, stones, arrows, spears, death, decay, pain, shame, cry, fight, fuck, bleed.
No fucking human can hurt me.