i don’t forgive you

your sandpaper hands climbing up the bark peeling layers away revealing a spark it wears out as quickly as it came for you can’t have anyone know your true name painted over and over until brand new a veil for each one until you bid adieu under it you are melting, an odorous mistake only you wish it could be a prank a lonesome world for those who bid harm treating each woman like they are a farm break them down and ravage with an axe oh that won’t do, there isn’t a pass