self-destructive behavior

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got armor and an arsenal of arsenic and arson
destruction, demolition, decimation

it's how i cope with the despair and desperation
transcend the descent

dragons drag their scaly tails along the ground
breathing fire, beating wings

i am a dragon, goaded to destroy

golden light from a single street lamp on this twisted backroad illuminates the darkened window of this derelict house without a home,

a moth glued to the lamp like a kid's hand on candy,
or a fantasist, clutching the unraveling ropes of hope

mother be moth and let me be light, come back to me
i'm opening up the blinds and shutters, all boarded up, for the dawning of a new age

your eyes just haven't adjusted yet from living in this cobwebbed cage,
entropied and atrophied

i can no longer let all this destruction go on, this cycle of hurt with a butterfly effect, ripples of rage

moth mother let me out of my closet
you can't feed off my clothes forever

i won't take it out on myself if you let me out of the snare of someone else, i'll never be

don't you see? it's so easy, lemon squeezy
i'm a lemon, i know, and you're sour

i won't take it out on you, but expel and excel

just put a lid on it, and open mine, so my butterfly can come out

let me close this door and open this one

no more paying for artificial warmth, just sun, plain and pure, streaming in

no more scars on my skin, no more sin

that is all you need to do if you want to be our savior
no more self-sabotage, destructive behavior

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