For the Lover in You (Broken)

Baby girl with the smile that spans miles. And small worlds.
I see you dancing in hands that collapse in on you.
You never did know how to escape while there was still time, still space.
I see you offering the best of yourself to the worst of these niggas.
Anything to feel....anything real, if only for a moment.
With breast aquiver, you deliver in a timely fashion. Passionate, breathless,
Restless sleep on stained sheets.
He can't feel you like you feel him. He never will.
And maybe you think if he goes deep enough he'll touch your heart....
But that's just the principle of the iceberg in effect in your life,
and these worlds are so temporary,
Small smiles, minute highs, deep sighs, parted thighs, ignored cries
Baby to be broken is to be wise
It means coming to rest on the edge of sunrise and with tears drying in the corner of your eyes,
It means biting back sorrow and seeing through lies baby the lover in you
Simply will not survive at this rate.
This second hand fate you've welcomed into yourself like death,
Sweet surrender, big pretender like if you let him go deep enough he'll keep you
Won't discard you like you've been discarded
But you're no martyr for this.
No poems will be written for the you you killed,
No forgiveness will be had
No apologies will be made
You are making a bed with strangers in the shade
You are making deals with devils and the horns may fade past vision but
You know what this is
You always knew
All that's left is a choice
Stay true? Or give in.
Allow them within. Allow them to take the stars out of your eyes.
Allow them to fuck the song out of your heart...
And maybe if they go deep enough, they'll break the lover in you.