I Wait for The Tide to Give You To Me

He looks at you with those evil eyes

you reckon they are just angel eyes

with an honest hardened edge

you are lost in them, lost in the chase

he looks at you with supposed need

you reckon it's need for you

because we all want to be needed

but really - it's anyone

anyone he can charm

mould and break

but you are lost in them,

lost in the faux safe space,

he's created, he's devised

until they meet

the scared, scarred

chiselled down semblance of the woman

they once were

his new favourite toy, until you break

until you fade away

then one day, you will be stood there

looking in the mirror

with no idea who you really are

anymore

*

Oh my love, oh my darlin'

I lust for your skin

The serpentine bite of the knife on skin

So long, on my lone

Time has been so slow

the striking vibrancy of the deepest red

Time can do so much

Are you, are you

The stifling stench of the rock bottom

Are you still mine

I need the love you give

The salty bitter on my chapped lips

The silent scream of misery unheard

Like a loan sea

I wait

For the tide

To give you to me

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Thanks for reading!

Author's Notes: Had this kicking about, so thought it's better up here than collecting digital dust. Hasten to add it is not autobiographical or directly about anyone.

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