why is being content
not filling me at all
its fulfilling a future
but my tear ducts are empty

not a tear shed
cause not a heart has been bled
when I know through real eyes
that CONTENT is a lie

I haven't met the eye
of passion in a while
but I know she's begging
to confuse that shy smile

and SHE is also lust
because only HE knows
that her body is a trust
leave her and feed her
with love like money
needy but falsely accused as greedy

for HE is not simply a man
who is lusting
but two arms that are both
caressing and engulfing

and when I'm released
and he finally claims me
I'll be able to portray
a love that saved me
from untamed desires
that spread like fire
but only leading to
a life living to die