not until we know what what's about
not until we've sorted all our plots out
not until we pour our hearts out
not until we whore our arts out
they want us to feel for them
they want us to make it real for them
they will feed on our paranoid mistrust
confuse and construe all that’s just
they want to hear our best kept lies
they want kitchen whispers and bedroom sighs
they want beautiful betrayals and sobbing surrenders
they want a gutter level appraisal of the effects of three day benders
they want our hearts they want our souls
they wants our costs they want our tolls
they want secrets and......they want confessions
they want the spills
they want the thrills
and the extra therapy sessions
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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