CloudNumber8

You can place your bullets menacingly One at a time in to the chamber You can even pull the cock back Tickle the trigger but I won't waver You can bring the knife so close to me I can see the reflection of my face It will only serve to remind myself Your violence towards me is misplaced You can furnish me with a suicide vest And place a detonator in my hand But you'll only see my strength of grip Is as strong as the morals for which I stand You can bring all of the world's armies And rage great war but I wont resist You can use a range of bullets and knives To pierce my organs through my epidermis You can steal away my last breath And

You wear clothes that they disapprove of And an acid tongue delivers insults in your direction As though the fabric that covers your skin Has any sort of meaning or reflection On the person that lies beneath the fabric It is not even a prejudice of the flesh It is an archaic man made concept However will they try to divide us next? You wear clothes that they disapprove of They think you need saving from the patriarch Not understanding it might be their decision To cover their hair with a headscarf Why not see it as a beautiful frame Bringing focus to a beautiful face Do not let the world put their smudge marks On to such a beautiful por

“Oh raven, please take pity, won't you just leave me be I really am not in the mood for this tonight” With that the raven for once seems to heed my warning And from up on my seventh floor apartment takes flight Between you and me I doubt it was real anyway Just some lazy, overused and tired metaphor The dark feathers symbolising the violent mood swings The pecking beak are thoughts I tried hard to ignore Oh to live a day without her emotional turmoil And without her beady eyes watching my every move It seems misery loves company when no one else does And although it’s hard to admit it I loved her too “Oh raven, pl