how in unwell state my heart is,
burdened with feelings I least wish to feel.
Betrayed by self-ful ego I’d rather slay.
Told you times, tame me with poems
when I beserk in thoughtless angst
while I yearn for what’s not mine.
Write me ridiculous passage,
of how you’d like me served,
of course… to stay me preserved
You know I lost myself from time to time
then if I went wild, tame me with poems.
Do whatever rhym you’d like me to dance to,
no matter how frozen my attire is,
it’d warm me up.
Melt me down,
too a shape you’d like to wear.