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Jul 2018
i tell myself
i’m not Your
prisoner
anymore,

my chains are Golden
so i must be free

surely

all the money in the world
will never buy me



that is
until
i think of how You’d
kiss me,
until You show me how
You’re all around
yet nowhere,
and there’s never any
escaping Your
vulturous capitalisation
Your invasive marketing
Your pseudosentimental
sensationalism
the beautiful
indoctrination of Your
talking head
the only one
we both want me to see

we both want me to think
i can **** the system
and i keep hoping i can
but You know
i never will

it’s ambivalent
but i only love You
because You tell me to
and i don’t know any better

i am surrendered
rendered legally tender
caratless

there’s no escaping
You,
You
the one i’d
blindly follow,
fall off this Earth
face first,
blindly stay
and never leave,
blindly believe
Your cancerous
Yellow ribbons
over my own
convictions
First draft. Don’t know how I feel.
Mouthpiece
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Mouthpiece  26/M/Liverpool, UK
(26/M/Liverpool, UK)   
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