THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX

“Vanity and the voluptuous vulture.” - Sanni

Vulture,
So incomplete,
Give back what you stole from me.
Took my heart, and left it to the beast.

You played games with your words,
Trick riddles with your fingers, 
Sleepless nights tape me to the thought,
That rusty keys hold me, keep me, nail me to the shards.
Can’t you see,
What you’ve done, did,
Are doing to me?
Vulture

You sigh no more, lie no more,
Yet I suffer in their glory, in their pitiful galore.
My mind but a pawn,
A helping hand, when your King was gone…

And when I crave need of you,
You sleep. You,
Eat.
Without any thought of what you do, did,
Are doing to me.
Vulture.

What’s in a name,
So you had said.
Broken and used.
Vulture.

You held me back, when I could go on.
You left me to the beast, After
So long, you came back and took his feast.
So long, why do you have need of me?
Vulture.

I am no more, as you sigh and crawl.
Keep crawling, scavenger.
Keep crawling, heart-breaker.
Keep crawling.
You are no more, scavenger.
You are no more, heart-breaker.
Keep crawling,
Forever feasting.


Hunt, I shall, for a better you.
You scavenger,
You heartbreaker, you.
Vulture.
You vulture, you.