Poached - Jo Theo

poached 

just skin

no being

just flesh 

no feeling 

piece by piece 

i sold my 

soul away 

it was nothing but 

a pretend love 

always hunting 

looking for Him

why won’t He come in? 

standing on the boundary 

“ah well” 

He says 

next time 

He won’t knock

i need to remember to lock 

He can’t see who i’ve become 

i can’t believe who i’ve become 

nothing but a figure

who’s name is never known 

and game never shown 

a place holder

a restless being

a broken doll

a fatherless soul 

hope dripping out with

the blood of her scars 

a bash of the head 

“pronounced dead”

that’s what was said 

left to be replaced 

what a disgrace 

she shouldn’t have swam

shouldn’t have kissed Him

should have known better

it was expected 

she’s a woman

a being made by Man

shooting practice

“He never even had a real dad”

“awh it’s too bad” 

i can break who is broken 

i left my hat in your car 

it’s got all my secrets 

my nasty 

dirty 

lies 

don’t let Him see 

i’ll go down 

that’s no fun 

that’s full of force 

what if he’s a She? 

does She know what it’s like to lose your faith? 

have your essence sucked from within? 

i’m sorry 

you deserve better