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Flytrap Woman


 

 Flytrap woman

 

I’m stellar

I’m better

I’m everything I’ve worked for

I love life

I strive nice

I pass by all my peers with

My grandeur

My splendor

And everything I’ve done for her

Isn’t good enough

Isn’t good enough

 

I’m one step

Short of

Her biggest expectations

I tried to

Move on to

Different aspirations

I love her

I serenade

Everything that I have made

Isn’t good enough

Isn’t good enough

 

I’m caught in her tantalizing teeth

Torn apart from deep down under me

Where she strikes her vitriolic blow

Where from, I’ll never know

Its just part of her guising show

A flytrap women is there to swallow

There to hold you and never let go

There to leave you but never say so

Never say no

 

I’m trapped here

In her world

Stuck without a mission plan

She grinds me

And shakes me

Until I am a grain of sand

Submissive

And worthless

Sifted through, my purpose

Isn’t good enough

Isn’t good enough

 

Like an insect I am blind

Fettered in her unkempt mind

As I go forth and try to grow

She stares at me and I slow

To a point of no control

And the flytrap dame is there to swallow

There to hold you and never let go

There to leave you but never say so

 

Swallowed

Digested

Used up for my nutrients

She smiles

To stun me

I forget the detriments

Her blue eyes

Like magnets

Draw me to her siren’s song

I am lost

I am bound

 

I’m in the danger zone

I’m lost and all alone

But she’s there

I look at her with shallow eyes

So she can see why lies behind

But does she care?

She continues in this savage game

Allotting every blink with pain

To singe me

Her lush lips draw me right up,

A trap poisoned enough

To undo me

To fool me

 

Flytrap women cannot be trusted

Bound by lust and maladjusted

To torture me, I am disgusted

My tired bones have gone and rusted

My eyelids shut and over crusted

 

I’ll move past

Right by fast

Nothing here left to harass

I’m gone now

I’ve left you

No wait you can’t do that you

Conniving

And cheating

Brat you can’t look at me

With those eyes

And that smile

It’s torture for a thousand miles

Did I do what I could?

Could you ever love me too

I look forth genuine

See that you have a new friend

And my songs

And my wealth

I do them all for you but

I’m not good enough

Not good enough

I think I’m tough

But not good enough

For you.

 

 

 

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