Sunday, August 23, 2015

The Untouchable Diva

I am a sick fool
the Goddess of Destruction
will never just love

Expecting sorry
or the quenching rain of her
pure adoration

is a sad child's game
she craves unstable madness,
a rough grasp of pain

seeks abusive hooks
despite pleas for firm respect
they are all just lies

a stern refusal
from past trauma to heal up
from the rape of life

a real rake on her
mind, body, heart beaten and scarred
freezing her life hard

so much so frozen
when you can be inside her
but never reach her

leaving me wanting
not to save her through support,
but to just see her.

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