[sadlydisturbed]

rope

you put the rope around my neck,

hanging me bare and naked.

gazing over me as predator to prey,

i don’t dare move an inch.

[sadlydisturbed]

girl

do i look like the ones in the magazines

you so frequently fantasise about?

bleach blondes with perky tits and thigh gaps

on their knees, ready to please.

but that isn’t me, is it?

bring me home to meet your parents, a way to settle down with a quiet girl.

not the girl you fuck and crave.

[sadlydisturbed]

another bad day

i wish i could stop these days,

but they seem to just keep coming.

they say the medicine would help

time and time again, these days keep happening.

i hang on to the good days like a thread

desperately trying to stay connected;

until i unwind and can only brace for the fall.

[sadlydisturbed]

dear lover

i’ve been on my knee since i could remember;

whether in front of you

or something holy.

i never felt the presence people say they did whilst it was holy

yet i feel it so strongly with you.

rather than Him taking my hand,

it’s only ever been you.

[sadlydisturbed]

bad day

i’m having another bad day,

i’m sorry this happens.

my bones ache and creak,

as i watch you pace around

my dark, gloomy room

asking why does this happen,

why do you let this happen

why is it always you

i don’t know the answer,

it’s just another bad day