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my emotions leak out of my pores
as i pour my aged tears in my wine glass
here baby,
have a sip of my saltiness and tell me..
how does that taste?
as bitter as the woman i have become
i was once sweet and succulent as i leap lightly while swaying my sundress as my skin scintillates in the sun.
anyone who sat and was bitterly brewed, i'd swing by and add some sweetness in the mix.
with me, your day has turned into sweet tea.
but i traded my sugar for lemon juice that
i pour on my opens wounds
caused by you
since i no longer feel
because my sun has been hidden
so i no longer glow
my sundress no longer sways
i no longer leap
i stagger and
sit stiff
with my legs sown shut
remaining stagnant
i no longer flow
so please,
dont touch me
unless it's to sooth me
which i know you can't do.
all you know is pain so that's all i have to gain.
