Monarch Whispers

Why am I even fucking here
God seems to be wasting
A life on me
I am not living
Only surviving
Instead of thriving
Doing everything right
Minus a mistake or two
Out of the fog
Seeing clearly
The shit I can't take
Anymore
With your almost fatherly kisses
You wish to adorn me with
Hawaiian leis
Dobbing moisture on my lips
From the rim of the glass
You circle with your pointer finger
Making melodies
Where there is no saxophone
Commanding silence
As we watch the game
I used to think
You would gather me in your arms
As I collapsed onto your chest
A lifetime of weeping spent
Before you dried my cheeks
And made me laugh again
Who am I
Who are you
I am me
My self esteem looks distorted
But it is strong
Stronger than ever
And I leave you now
My wet complexion
Drenched cheeks
Bloodshot eyes
I am nothing