I have seen men destroy themselves
Just to experience what it’s like to be loved
They kneel down before her glorified essence
Offering their dignity like a lamb to be slaughtered
What is it in us that craves such suffering?
Isn’t it enough to be burdened by life already?
Must we sacrifice ourselves for affection too?
Knowing full well what that leads to?
I have thought of love as salvation
But now I see it as the executioner
And I have handed her the loaded gun
Yet some part of me still keeps hoping
That she pulls the trigger and set me free

KJ ✍🏾📖🇰🇪