Cake October 24th, 2025

 At this time in my my life, I'm not amused

This muse is confused 

It is what it is

I keep walking on stepping stones

I guess so, I must be the vessel 

Don't know how far I’ll go

It wouldn't hurt to apply some pressure 


I don't want to be the whore in your story

A horror story

This is cinematic, a masterpiece, but tragic…

You don't know what you want

You're manic 

Your cake-you could have it

But I would be just another one of your bad habits


You're a mirage 

What a beautiful empty promise 

You're not real 

At least you're brutally honest

I know the deal

I may be blind, but I know your kind, 

Face your feelings, see the truth inside 

Take value in what's right in front of you 

Or leave it all to die


I don't want to sink

I don't want to drown

I want to stand on firm ground

I want what's allowed and take pride in what I found

So nevermind

I'm the selfish kind

I want what's mine

I want to be a butterfly

Freedom, wings

Beauty and things



I’m an acquired taste, but a desired one

I was created to make others whole

I was meant to touch your soul

I look in the mirror, I can't see it clearly

I'm a healer, but I can't heal me

Reality 

I can help, but you can't keep me

You’re needy, but you don't need me

Sleeping on me, you're so sleepy 

Drink some coffee, Wake up sweetie

Ground yourself, take a look around yourself and at the end of the day 



I hope you truly found yourself 

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