Jan 2020
i am
not
a box
where
you
can
confine
the broken
pieces
of my heart
as if
it was still
whole.
i cannot
repair
what
you irrevocably
broke
with
your deceitful
and lustful
eyes.
i am not
a box
where you
can place
your demons
anytime
it is convenient
leaving me
with the burden
of carrying their voices
inside my head.
i am
not your puppet
and you
are not
my master.
