Mind the gaps,
as I part through the cracks of this brain.
Hollowed hearts,
help ease the suffering.
I can't seem to shake the many looks of disappointment.
Agent X has zeroed in on my insecurtiies,
and hit where it hurts the most.
The rattle of the chain between my thighs,
haunts my dreams.
My spine curves in a parculiar way
as nostrils flare.
Release me sprits,
I'm ready to swim.
