Sugar Veins.
I feel so hard core
And all I wanted was some soft porn
But now here I am alone and waiting for a softer touch
To feel alive again.
All these shades of grey,
Chains of torture that are aptly applied
To make me come, but never can I cry
What must I do for one tear to fall
Who must I fuck to forget it all.
And I am waiting for a softer touch.
Another caress and I say thank you sir so much.
Can you hear me wail at the top of my lungs
Voice cracking on cigarette butts.
Can you hear me laughing at the top of my lungs
Voice cracking weighing the mutts.
I am unlevened bread
The taste of success is still left unsaid
And all I do commiserates the truth
To be what I will and not a jew.
But we are all atheists deep down
Conforming to our molds of brown.
God where are you now?
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