My world has come to an end.
Co-dependent like a child to a Dad
Losing my sexuality through men-o-pause
Obliterate me with your gaze
but don’t try to command my soul
the one I thought was the one
is the only love who’s been the truth
but I have fucked him over with my ego.
I let myself go but you were just the same
The dark haired, mum fuck that you have
Not recognising that I am the deepest
Intelligence oozing out of my lidded eyelids
Overthinking a man player is too basic
For a woman who literally follows the moon
If only men could own their emotions
Instead of projecting them onto the feminine.