I lain to waist,
lost inside my own alter ego,
folded in the mazes of my own mind.
Sensual depervation,
a song in Italian repeated.
Opera, the sounds of my fall.
wrapped around the cold,
that lingers in silent tears
Salt, blood, pain.
I betray myself,
over and over.
Two worlds
two me's
each seperate and unequal.
They meet face to face.
Each an army,
each a man,
each a goddess.
ready to claim the right
to the body and soul
and a pair of still innocent eyes watch.
I am my own submission.
Other think they mastered me.
But I was chained long before they met me.
