I Don't Want Your Love Now

It feels like a waste

you always began for my face

sorry to evade grace

she is as pretty as lace

but I don't want to deal with it today

it takes my haste

holds me captive till I'm broken

token till it's not so chokin'

why can't I come broken

strokin' my ego till I Am death

but it ends in my chest

so you don't have to have a fest

I'm on to new things and breasts

still left with a hole in the chest

maybe because

I was taught to nest

never taught to fly

beyond the sky

we can find that life

lit up like a torch

ontop the porch

of the source

of my course