J Bigga

my mind is a fortress
my body is a trap
my instinct to strip you down
and lay you on your back

i never even mattered
i'll never get it back
my life is a fantasy
death is a fact

i don't need to warn you
i don't want to care
i don't want to own you
because you were never there

my famine tastes like decadence
like sin to a priest
your penance is my preference
i'm but a savage beast

TAKE MY EYES
TAKE THE SOUNDS
TAKE MY TOUNGE
AND TEAR IT OUT
TAKE THE ACHES
FROM MY BONES
LIFT THIS WEIGHT
AND TAKE ME HOME (TAKE ME HOME)

i tapped my nails on windows, i scratched on cellar doors

i've worked until the wanting seemed to seep from every pore

i've cupped my brow in tears between my cracked and slitted hands

i've cried long nights for those who never had the chance to dance

and then i left my hollow body
by the moon-soaked pond
no water still can wash me,
for now the moon is gone.

TAKE MY EYES
TAKE THE SOUNDS
TAKE MY TOUNGE
AND TEAR IT OUT
TAKE THE ACHES
FROM MY BONES
LIFT THIS WEIGHT
AND TAKE ME HOME (TAKE ME HOME)

let the water rush around my ivory colored tomb

let the flood of just-enough return me from the womb

let the blood spill over as i walk my last few steps

please wrap me in the covers,
of a night with no regrets.