Slaver

You couldn't look me in the eye Even as they were consumed with thought, and long pulls at the bottle and everything I'm not. You shouldn't keep me in the dark I might very well catch my death I am dancing with your skeletons, as I'm holding in my breath. Since I let go Since I was taken The wrong things all pull at what we were making. Since I got fixed Since I got screwed Down at the source All is askew. You wouldn't have me pure, or true Only chained to the foot of your bed Dressed up like your old lovers Naked and unfed. You could not have considered what These thing would mean to me Tortured by the thought of you, and the day you set me free. Since I let go Since I was taken I can't recall What was forsaken. Since I let go Of what I once was Life has been better Only because. You are not on me You are not in me I am not of you I am not wasting Away anymore.