Cock Roach

I don’t need the sore aggravation

I don’t need the circling hassles

And your love fades away

I don’t need the toxic backbite

I don’t need the rolling animosity

And your love crawls like a cock roach

I don’t need the invisible scars

I don’t need the controlling gestures

And your love screams murder

I don’t need the swallowing fears

I don’t need the pins from your heart

And your love smothers me


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15 Comments

  1. “And your love crawls like a cock roach”
    i like that image; fast yet slow, hidden yet not. Once you find it, it’s a bit of a shock, but then you feel creeped out/angry/disgusted.

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