My Lover Is A Pet Owner

A person in love is a pet

Gullible to its master

Will wag its tail in satisfaction

You say 'sit', I’ll obey

Submissive by choice

Will kneel by your order, so

Excuse the abandonment and infidelities

I wasn’t given a right to be respected

Loyalty is in danger

By men’s exploitation 

I wish that these puppy eyes

Will work again for another time

I’ll eagerly eat the same food

The lies you feed me every day

Because I don’t know my worth

I have nowhere to go

Only to you

I’ll turn a blind eye to your imperfections

Admire your cunningness, and

The audacity to take me for granted

You are like a child wanting a pet

And when the interest is gone

You’ll get another one

To spice things up

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Escape Me, City

I am a dead vessel travelling alone in a city

An image of regret, and resentment, there are–

Street lights illuminating in my bloodshot eyes

Down to my lips, to my tear-streaked cheeks

Feels like a movie to reminisce under street lights

How ironic it is to feel blue under my own stars

Cold night and gazes isolate my reality, yet

Heat from the city itself is a comforting embrace

The wind in the bridge whistles silent pleads

It makes me want to jump and be left to drown

I want to watch the moonlight from the under

Let the water envelop me with nothingness

I know someone from here. Worthless but satisfying

A local who took the opportunity to bruise my lips

While my eyes were closed, and consent were loose

Thorns and grief rapidly grew on the cracks of the asphalt in my heart

Where that particular someone could fit right into

Wild grasses and dreams thrived scattered all over the deserted space

And here I am, barely fighting for a place to fill

I took a pill to calm my palpitating heart and feelings

Lean myself back on the clouds, and so did my inklings

Which are pointless

Just as my purpose of life, I am the–

Melancholic affection that seems like it’s everywhere in the city

But every time I try to confront it myself, it fades away

I know it lingers, in deep dark alleys of my mind

Where trash and I can be thrown away carelessly

The feeling may never go away

© VJEQ

The Other Side of the Story

Someone needs to man up

Be truthful as he wasn't

 

Years ago the lies he made
To conceal the holes

 

Escaped the consequences
Like a man he is

 

You don't need my apology
nor I need yours

 

Just to set facts straight
That differ from mine to yours

 

I regret my rashness
But why keep a liar?

 

He is a cheater in the making
Shouldn't you be asking?

 

Rather than dragging a girl down
Blaming me for his fallout

 

— May his dishonesty bite him on the ass someday

© VJEQ