How we kill something satisfying
How we strip dignity, from something
That is idolised -
How we let go of someone we cared about
As gigantic egos decide:
So we pretend to like our women lesser;
Stop telling them about how they are the vivifying angels,
Of the trepidation of our suffering lives.
To them we are criminals,
the scum of this society,
solacing our insecurities within their magnificent bodies,
and looking out only, for ourselves, and the reassurance we love.
I guess we want to feel extremely important,
but we are extremely alone, when it comes to saving our lives,
from the requirements of Love.
- Mohak G