The hardest conviction to shake
That those who sin against her
Are instrumental, somehow, in unleashing
Caged and tortured Art
Trapped just beneath the surface
Perhaps that's how one ends up
Holding not one
But two men as they cry about their cheating
As if their comfort in their sins
Outweighs her pressing need
To be far, far away
And screaming
About Me
- Julia P.
- New Orleans, La, United States
- I like to write about the things in this world that excite, anger, and inspire me.
