I'm occupied by my thoughts,
they drown me sometimes...
Do you know what it's like
to be afraid of your own mind?
I shut myself from the world,
In my bed, I hide...
I wish I could be like you,
unafraid, alive....
but that's not me at all,
I've been afraid all these years...
I wish I could escape it,
but it is what it is.......

dear heart of mine,
why do you get lost in my mind?

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you

you stole my light
when i told you to stop
and you ignored my red light
and kept going
like my body was undiscovered land
and you were a colonizer.
perhaps my asking you to stop
turned you on
made you hungry.
you looked at me with your hungry eyes
like i was fresh meat
for you to take and have for yourself
ignoring my stop signs
cries
screams
because i am nothing more
than an object to you
made for your manipulation and pleasures.