Mind if I (m)use You?

kenny Poems

I'm sorry I treated you like the groupie I've never had. The things I said in haste The anti-promises made Wipe the stars from your eyes I was more like a black hole Imploding your soul I ****** up your heart And got your hopes up I saw your dreams as meant to be taken advantage of Little miss broken Mind if I muse you? to abuse your beauty and exploit your insides for the sake of poetry I could blame it on Goddess oppression, My misogynistic intentions deep rooted by living vicariously through an idea of a rockstar Burnt out before I'm initiated in the 27 club Black holes still in your personality I can't just tell you I was scraping the bottom of the barrel Trying to keep the void filled with inspiration In desperation We both ended up occupying insides caught in a euphoric tide That oxytocin's a helluva drug at least for it's half-life We both came crashing right/write where I intended Reincarnated, by the words I've mended