Severed Spine

16/5/11
You don’t just stab me, you twist it all inside me
so my guts are all out of place, I can’t make sense
yet my feet just keep taking me back to you.

And then, the finishing move, you cut my spine,
And I cannot even shrug my shoulders at your disorder,
And then, the finishing move, you paralysed
more than my lame body, now I cannot see anything,

You don’t just lie to me, you create an entire web
and I am your pathetic fly to capture, I can’t crawl
out of this, the lies and the truth become indistinguishable.

And then, the finishing move, you cut my spine,
And I cannot even shake my head at your disgusting,
And then, the finishing move, you paralysed
more than my lame body, now I cannot say anything,

You don’t just sever my spine, you cut out my tongue,
You don’t just lie again and again, you cry again and again
so I try and hold you but my arms just won’t move,
So you crawl in between them, right at home,
So you tie strings to my shoulders and I cannot move you from me,
You don’t just sever my spine, you cut out my tongue,
And you tie strings to my shoulders and make my arms
find you once again,

And you only cut my spine so you could move me,
And you only cut my spine so I couldn’t move,
And you only cut my spine so you could have control,

And I cannot even shake my head at your behaviour,
And you paralysed my entire psyche, now I cannot resist

and I am all yours, thinking why am I here at all.