Change, Not for the Meek

Drown yourself with the bottle in which you were made

Lust after a cure you manipulate and evade

Something unobtainable you claim you desperately crave

All the while, I feel so betrayed

You live our lives like a game of charades

Put on pause, our love delayed

A worn out Nintendo, decayed and overplayed

Pretty girls in magazines, happiness portrayed

Masked behind painted glass as they divest and degrade

Thoughts of marriage overwhelm me, I hide behind my barricade

Feelings of failing rush over me like an overflowing cascade

All of your requirements, I’ve listened and obeyed

Singing me lullabies laced with lies, your bittersweet serenade

Ruining everything you touch, you violate and invade

Your sycophantism concealed as you run your circus masquerade

Wearing a mask of peace and kindness conveyed

But from your true identity you’ve strayed

In so many dreams I’ve subconsciously prayed

Not wanting to lose you, I live so afraid

I still stand with my neck graced by your blade

Hoping one day all negative forces will crystalize to jade.