I will not shrink myself for you.
I will not search for the sun in your shadow.
I will let my anger rage.
I will let it fill me up, every empty space that you created.
It will rush through my veins and into my mouth a metallic taste, words loaded like bullets.
My rose red lips will not be silenced around your ****
The gun you placed in my hands to point at myself down your throat, cocked!
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 7:26 PM UTC
I will not shrink myself for you.
I will not search for the sun in your shadow.
I will let my anger rage.
I will let it fill me up, every empty space that you created.
It will rush through my veins and into my mouth a metallic taste, words loaded like bullets.
My rose red lips will not be silenced around your ****
The gun you placed in my hands to point at myself down your throat, cocked!
