prey

 

i once loved a man from the south-east

he proudly wore his intelligence

like a five-star badge on brown polyester fabric

so you people know that he's an alpha

a lone-wolf kind

instead of having a doe like me as his dinner,

he put me by his side

biting my neck and decorate it

he tells me i'm pretty

so you people know that i'm his property

i know he will never let me escape but 

does he know what these

audrey hepburn eyes can do?

does he know the capability of

a pisces-rising woman?

and joe, he looses these thight ropes

i might be a small doe on the meadow

but as soon as my neck turns into its natural color;

carrying my half-decaying body

i run

free