- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Broken Wings
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Treat me like a whore
Because to you that's all I'll ever be
A bedroom angel with broken wings
Bruise me, bite me, make me bleed
My heart pulses beneath my skin
But I've been dead for years
I can't feel so I don't know how to fear
A man is a failure and they are all the same
You do your dance, play your role
And then you go away
So here I lie, clean and sweet
Alone and that's just fine by me
How many times a suicide failed?
I stood before an open window
Trapped in this tower, this prison
One small leap, a flame goes out
I can't fly for these broken wings
I'll never be a princess
I'll never be in love
But at least I can say
For all the flames that have sought me
I am safe and free
High in this tower you can't reach
Because of these broken wings
