Never burned myself like your cigarettes-
Never wanted to be your favorite ashtray
Naked insecurities- crawling insects!
Always believed in breathing in full
As if it was my last day to rule.
bitter colored past- you're so called upperclass craft;
Filled with everlasting poisonous contrast!
Into my veins you wanted to inject-
But I was never born to be tamed in a small circle,
I said fallen leaves never resurrect!
Then I started running into wilderness.
You were cursing loud!
Standing on a compilation of complicated questions!
From the acme of your dissatisfactions.
A deep sleep kept spreading its roots
In my...