Goddess or a prisoner

Drying lips

I bite sometimes

when I nourish my skin

so pale

for foreign eyes

Searching for

some stir in silence

Consolation

Am I in charge

to manage my emotions?

Is it self-consciousness

or selfishness?

You, broken man

why would I care?

Do we hunt for a pleasure or are we led by pain?

How do we stand in the end of the day?

Goddess or a prisoner

Do you know

who do you adore?