before there was Disgust there was
Pity
for the pathetic way you pant over me
at the feel of your thin lips trying to make love to my body
the animal noises that rang through the house cut through the same playlist played time and time again
old shaking hands grasping at my delicate skin
in a past life i could have adored
maybe even loved
the way you lay worship at my feet
your eyes surrounded by a network of deep lines
trained on me while quietly i ignored you
i could have stood proudly on the pedestal you break your back to uphold
in this reality however i feel
Pity, i feel Disgust
all your money all the wine
shy in comparison to how easily i could
break you ruin you shatter your foolish dreams
Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 2:04 AM UTC
before there was Disgust there was
Pity
for the pathetic way you pant over me
at the feel of your thin lips trying to make love to my body
the animal noises that rang through the house cut through the same playlist played time and time again
old shaking hands grasping at my delicate skin
in a past life i could have adored
maybe even loved
the way you lay worship at my feet
your eyes surrounded by a network of deep lines
trained on me while quietly i ignored you
i could have stood proudly on the pedestal you break your back to uphold
in this reality however i feel
Pity, i feel Disgust
all your money all the wine
shy in comparison to how easily i could
break you ruin you shatter your foolish dreams
