A lonely wistful embrace
on the days I remember
peering up at that chiseled face
A dashing fellow masked in disguise
Hidden beneath a beautiful surface
Wrapped within a tangled web of ghastly lies
I gazed long into the mirror and wondered why
Too many nights I laid on the pavement, waiting for my demise
Looking up at the vast and empty skies
Cluttered by clouds and all the city lights
I didn't understand why you were doing this, I didn't know why
You used to tell me this story, while your eyes focused in on my thighs
An unsettling feeling would succumb in my stomach, like a plunging knife
Your words cut thick, through the withered skin I once called my life
I learned how to live without the shackles of your inner strife
Do not mistake me for being weak, I was never yours to truly keep
Like a prized possession on a shelf, only to be taken out when your own monsters became
too much for you to dwell
Your future is bleak, filled with all the false promises you'll never keep
I hope you're happy locked inside of your cage
Where no one can reach you and feel the wrath of your rage
When you come of age and times get weary
Remember me, and remember my furry
You are nothing but a demon
trapped inside of a body
slowly rotting you with its venom
And when your clock stops ticking
you'll finally know what it's like to have your happy ending
© 2013 Christina Jackson