My Debt to You
Margaux Games

With such wanting, I can’t fathom a world devoid of you
Your presence instills a feeling inside,
Without resignation, I would follow
But sadly, I dwell in weariness, and it festers within this plagued war
Such a pestilence kills hesitation
My heart holds my tongue, yet you hold my heart
Oh, how I wish you saw how my eyes speak the truth
I owe you a debt, the most debts I owe anyone, yet I am a poor fool
My words echo and scatter, ricocheting to the platonic loves
But to you, static drowns the deafening silence
If this is kindness, then I wish to feel love
In this condition, I forfeit the right
Ditch my body and pride so you can tether the bond of souls
I’d rather live a life of loneliness than abuse the purse you hold