Damaged Control

I asked for a piece of mind

You give trouble

Finding faults on every part of me

Crisis leading to full blown battles

Is this any semblance of love?

Or devil lust?

I seek peace

You give blood

Pain equalizing the suffering

All these you give freely

Leaving me dry to the bones

Empty without an outlet

Garden ridden with thorns

My skin stuck, red dripping

My hunger never filled

Rumblings and enzyme ruptures

You promised bliss

All I see is turbulence

Freedom, blocked by denial

That leap refusing my feet

My legs week from trekking

Roundabouts, circulating

Heart pumping out loud

Mind docile,

I sense mouse

Instincts missing

Will lacking

Energy depleted

Air snuffed

All I have is:

the curse and gift of loving

Both penned down onto my soul

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