With its razor-sharp teeth of infidelity, insecurity of all things we see unequally
the blood-shut eyes that sees the fools they themselves entirely, highly
judgments- what they do best in the bad way
scrutinize on every dress that seems to be addressed in their way.
where they think shots and cheap whiskey is the ticket to in between
buy you and get you like their property entirely
in their own inferiority, viciously.
fuck the difference of wages
the walks on the street
you feel threatened, unexplained paranoia that has numbed you down to think that this is normal
looking left and right
living a life of being in constant danger
a time and a place you don’t have any other choice but to exist.
What give you the power to control another person?
these deepest darkest thoughts prevail pure evil and vicious
dripping that’s afraid of the concept of consent
too loose, off control
afraid to lose control but ironically not afraid to do it again
because of the society that we live in
parents said own it, teachers are proud of it
Source: Before I was Dancing with Words
Before I was dancing with words.
before I was Immortalizing my moments under the sky
I was in the underbellies of my own darkness listening to the riddles of my inner demons with their voices stuck on repeat.