Muzzle

Congenital malformations

Ugly and repulsive, hostage of my deformity

Genetic curse oppressing me

I see the disgust in her eyes, even more when she tries to hide it

Humanoid tumor torn from her womb

Or am I delusional?

Redefine and hide my face

Wear My Muzzle, no lips, no kiss

Wear My Muzzle, chase away the unknown

The son of disappointment stands in front of you, far from being your ideal reflection

I can’t believe you, you are my emotional slave

We are chained to each other and the first one dead will drag

The other into his fall

Redefine who is sick…

Odious features distort my face

Dressed with discordance

You don’t fool me

Realm of the monster, stench of urine and feces

Pity dripping from her heart and crashing pathetically on the board of my disfigured self

Realm of the monster, stench of urine and feces

Discordant caress of her trembling hand

Tightens my throat and it’s hard to breathe

I smile with hatred, nourished by the manipulation that dwells in me and keeps you close to me

against your will

Future promise of many lies