You used to take me
Like an animal
Embracing it all
As I burnt inside
dying for it be over
but always wanting more
My own stigmata
I have scars on my feet that look like stigmata
Two round marks, purple and perfectly round
People think it's hilerious, my stigmata wounds that is...
I only told one or two of them, that they are actually carpet burns
That I acquired, whilst in London
after that no one thinks it's hilerious
they just nod and smile...
Lack of evidence
Late last night I found a significant piece of evidence of you -
evidence of your past existance
i found it odd how little i cared, but how much i still remembered.
i have no pictures of you, only those in my head
i often dream about you, but when i wake up i no longer remember what you look like
silly and repetitive i catch my image in the mirror
you name still etched in my naked skin like a branding - of a caged animal
an animal DYING to be free
but thats just the case, no matter how free an animal may appear, one who's been branded really only means they are owned by someone or something.
i'm branded - for life
but i never was and never will be yours................. ever again