As If It Were Yours to Give Away
By, Jess Dickson
In silence broken only by breath
I watch as payment is made,
Innocence bought and sold
Just a simple trade
Bargaining with my soul
As if it were yours to give away
You promise another ‘round
Or two…what did it matter?
Bruises darken to contrast powdered lies
Just a simple trade
Bargaining with my sanity
As if it were yours to give away
In darkness cracked only by invisible tears
I listen as floorboards creak
Announcing your turn has come
Just a simple trade
Bargaining with my heart
As if it were yours to take away
You promise another ‘round
Or two…what did it matter?
Apologies contained in the vial
Just a simple trade
Bargaining with my mind
As if it were yours to take away…
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