Toy

I’m not a toy, I’m nobody’s toy.

It took me so long to understand.

I left them play with me, use me, throw me away.

I am not a toy.

I had to be brutally broken to understand.

I had such a thick shell I couldn’t see.

There’s a woman flying along the plane.

Everything is wrong and that’s good.

Everything is broken, crashed, torn apart.

Illusion are no more than that.

Mirages in my lonely desert.

Their love wasn’t more than that.

Just sand through my fingers.

The tide over me.

A full moon calling my death.

Just swallow the salty water.