::: Obedience :::

I build a fort out of these pillows
and hide among my sheets
where else can I be safe?
I might have nightmares here and there
but at least I can escape those
I'd rather stay in that land of broken dreams
I don't want my demons to have names
calling them gives them power
and they have enough as is

my hands are bound before me
but I can't chew through these ropes
I'm not the mouse you claim
this silence is only won
because I've bitten off my tongue
there is no torture now to force my voice
but neither will ever joy be heard
these are the costs of obedience
am I everything you wanted?

::: Starvation :::

swallowing the universe
internalizing everything bite by bite
stars and galaxies are nothing
just a bit of added spice

you want so much from it
and yet you seem to find
there's so much less than is obvious
and it leaves you hungry

each tiny swallow of planet
is dry in your throat
and there is naught that can quench
you'll always thirst for nothing

you'll starve to ash and bone
while sucking up all you see
your inner space will never fill
emptiness is eternal