Not tonight

Let me rip off the sanity badge and come out in the battleground,

Let me soak my hands in the blood that runs in my veins and paint you a picture today,

Take a backseat for once baby; sit still, while I create a piece of art

You’ve had your days and your nights and you did well,

You’ve been able to null my senses and enslaved me for days and nights without an ounce of doubt

Yes, the smell of victory is a treat of sorts, isn’t it?

But tonight, I am not folding in. Tonight; I am not letting you cripple my bones,

Tonight I ain’t letting my mind lose itself in the chaos of your music

Tonight I ain’t letting let you lift my hand and put it over my lips to stop it from making a sound that disturbs the your peace

Tonight, my love, I ain’t letting you crawl into bed and sleep over my numbing body,

Tonight, I am high on my flaws, my rage and my demons,

Tonight, I am drowned in myself and I ain’t looking up

--Tanya