Don't Question Authority

A Poem by

A poem- Don't exactly know what it's about...

I’ll play your heart,
Wrap your feelings around my little finger like a puppet master,
Twist your soul until you suffocate,
Knock you to the ground with the flick of my wrist.

As you wither on the ground,
All I’ll do is laugh,
Giggle with the spark in my eye,
The starvation in my heart.

So feed me your tears on a little, gold spoon,
Offer me the fleeting, broken pieces of your soul on a chipped, porcelain platter,
Give me your fearful smile in a bag made of smooth silk,
Shove your ripped skin in my face with a filthy, bloody hand.

Watch me skip away,
Chain you to the wall,
Tape your mouth shut,
And lock this room forever.