#altarwrites

I thought it would be different

I was a kid back then

But the outcome was the same

I was not born, to be loved by men

I went in seeking safety.

Peeling back the layers of glue

They assured me I was safe..

Somehow they always do

I can’t tell if they lied

Or I made it up, like they said

One thing I knew that was real,

were the the tears I cried in my bed

One night they called me special

The words hit me like warm honey

Didn’t realise I was their prey

Stupid, unknowing bunny

Maybe it was my fault

Could I have seen it better?

But I don’t think I stood a chance,

not when I felt fettered.

I’m the one that closed the door

But they shut me out first

Didn’t notice ‘til I slammed it

Then the fantasy burst.

I don’t think I really knew them

I wonder if they feel that too

Were we both living the lie?

What colour was their view?

I’ve said this a few times now

And I’ve come to say it again

But this time I really do mean it