Carol Bullard

May 14 1979 Scotland
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Your Muse

Fill me up with dirt
Because I'm a soiled princess
Waiting for you to throw me a bone
Your lust is barely disguised
With a thin veneer of romance
Just enough to pretend it's about me

We both know you are the star
The burning heart of the universe

I don't want to be sexy
But it's what I have
I want to be beautiful and inspire love
Instead, I am pretty enough
With a fine ass
And I know how to inspire your loins

I'm here to get you off and you hate me
I'm here to make you feel like God

I'm here to validate you
And sublimate me

You saw my skill and interest
That was the spark
I could draw, I had blue eyes and I flirted

You're not original
You know it

You fear me
Need to destroy me
It feels good to see me in the dirt but you don't want me to leave

I met you in another form, another time and you weren't mine or more precisely, I wasn't yours
He tried to convince me to blow up my world for my art
Only I could see though it
I wouldn't do it
We never touched but had the same relationship

You are unoriginal
A clone
Alone

You pushed me off my path
But I'm always authentic, even when I'm lost
You are always fake
Always for show and I know

I know what you are
And I'm sorry to myself for letting it get this far
I'm trying to get back to who I wanted to be

You'll never be it
You'll never have me
You'll never be real
You'll never be me

You'll probably always live rent free in my head
My enemy
You'll certainly never touch me again
I'll win in the end.
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