Selective Extortion/Moralities Abortion
God isn't wrong
But that doesn't make you right
And if I'm "wrong"
Surely there will be a smite tonight
Purely insolent
You're another desolated sycophant
Destitute and reprobate
But that doesn't mean you have to
Hate me by spewing diatribe
To resonate with your own cries
That my ethos is fallacy
Fake to you but real to me
Reel to real
Can't you see
It's immaculate perception
Miscarried contraception
Selective extortion
Moralities abortion

I try to keep it under wraps
this haphazard mess:
my insides, my everything...
but you're so proud
so satisfied...

I try to keep these walls *****
when we are face to face
but as soon as you are in my gaze
they are falling...
the defenses subdued...
the troops refuse
to fight.
I'm standing in the light
of your acceptance...