Moonlight spreads through the skies As it dances on thighs.
Parents; those self-entitled, sanctimonious shower of selfish assholes, thinking the world owes them and their offspring every concession they can dig their vomit encrusted nails into.
The bright sun demands you deny this affection
Drink my power my child,
Let your spirit roam wild.
Do not sit idle, air pioneer!
Pay attention, safely I’ll steer
You to salvation
Revenge you all –
It’s time, your fall.
Unable to concede or accept one defeat,
This word war will rage until one must retreat.
A mess of emotions, I’m ruined;
But in the accent of her body I’m fluent.
My dark medusa whom I’ll never own;
Her gaze turns just one thing to stone.