IN YOUR REFUGE GOD
Hey God, if I can’t take her, take her,
My heart’s a grave, don’t wake her, wake her.
Her laughter stings like glass in the veins,
If she's poison, let it break her, break her.
Nights fall heavy, shadows dance and mock,
If love’s a joke, just make her faker, faker.
I’ve chained my soul to her absent touch,
If I’m the sinner, drag her further, further.
Her name, like fire, burns through my lips,
If she's a curse, then shake her, shake her.
I built her throne with my shattered bones,
If I can't rule, let darkness stake her, stake her.
She wears her lies like a second skin,
If truth can’t bend, just make her staler, staler.
I chased her echo down hollow streets,
If I’m too lost, then fade her, fade her.
Hey God, this prayer’s a twisted plea,
If I can’t take her, take her, take her.
Let time unspool the webs she spun,
If I can't win, then break her, break her.
She whispers love, but sells it in stocks,
If love’s for trade, then crash her, take her.
I’ve built a shrine for her ego to feast,
If pride’s her god, then forsake her, fake her.
Hey God, she prays for everything but me,
If she’s so holy, then bake her, bake her.
Let karma come with a bit of spice,
If I can’t burn her, make life flake her, take her.
Copyright © PRATIK SAKHARE | Year Posted 2024
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