Inflammable

Safe and sound in the cold dark room

I hide under a blanket pretending

That I'm not underdressed

My burning captor, disguised under shadows

Waiting to hunt me,

Making his act, mocking my filthiness

He doesn't even know me

He doesn't even care

My sorrows,

My panics,

My broken minded kinks,

My twisted desires,

My loneliness,

The deep dark hole he left on my heart

And somewhere else

Where my "no" was swallowed

Like many many others

Of course he wasn't the first

I grew up being taught

How to dance to be a puppet

How would I fight back?

I belonged to him 

And still

Within all the rage

I have left in my heart

I still wish to be loved

Beyond the murder

And torture

That my bones nourish

And water

And I try to keep caged

But no longer wish to,

Beyond the fuck among my mess

The rock under the soil,

The petroleum

The magma that tights me up together 

My glue

Is the crave to still be loved

Not just a pleasure

A date

A kiss

A look

Love

Deep and unsimple

Death threatening

Joyful

Love.