Peel the dead skin, from my arms.

You'll love me,
Never hurt me,
You can't, & won't,
Desert me,
And others, that I love,
Will pale, & fail,
Because of us,
But fear not,
As you're true, to me,
You'll stay, today,
And, set me free,
Until that day,
That I am real,
But I can't help you,
How to feel,
So, rage, indignant,
Expectations,
Free you, for your,
Next, planned station,
New artist, covert, sex-vacation,
The foulness, of your heart,
Next Daddy-quest, your reaching out,
A new man, who can, still your doubt,
Allowing you to, escape from you,
The one alone, that you can use,
And bring your storm, uproot, confuse,
But you will feel him fall.
By promising, your all.
So peel the dead-skin, from my arms,
And sit, your wake, your plastic charms,
Buy, you're a fake, who causes harm,
Then lies, to all, that hear,
Discredit, manufacture fear,
A jolly man, new life long friend,
Tell him, too, that this won't end.

People come, but never stay...

People come, but never stay,
They say, they're true, but never do,
They say they're with you, for all of life,
Until, they don't get what they want.

Then the change in their fine weather,
Moves them onto, somethings, better,
Blaming you for all you gave them,
All they've taken, assimilated.

They don't mean to use the gifts God gives,
How one functions, how one lives,
The smells that come from sharing love,
The squandered heart, you offered up.

They idolise & rationalise,
Slidy-eyes, gaze at the skies,
Self-affirming, justifying,
Hating self, and analyzing.
Then, with answers,
make their move,
Movement, choosing,
Their own self-baked,
Home-made reason,
That attracted them,
Just for that season,
Resulting in,
such hurtful treason,
But then, this is their way,
There's not much left to say,
As they've always, gone away.