Decapitated Dandelions

Used

I have never been
Nor have I ever am
A better word spoken upon my sleeve
Of jurisdiction like
I know how to leave
A bad conversation--Blank
Tears run down my face
Used is what you call me
You put your hands in places that don't touch the light
You say I am branded by the night
So you turn out ideas and all reasons required to be alive
With one switch
Darkness protrudes out of your lips
your eyes cannot hold more than a teaspoon of concent
For you rip away whatever barriers I've created
You treat me like a nice girl
You pretty me up and tell me I'm cute and of the sorts
But you know what you will do to me in that bed
You know how you will wreck everything I've created myself to be
You've done it before
You like to manipulate the light