
Defense mechanisms:
They build gates
Not bridges.
They burn down castles
They strip your soul of dreams.
They respond to roses
With f*ck yous.
.
Defense mechanisms:
Cannons on the wall
Slaves in the galley
Crowns on the head
Wips in the hands.
.
Chains.
They hold me fast.
I am dragged from the well
Into the sunlight
And taken to Egypt.
.
Temptation,
Flirting with my soul.
