skin deep

You lacquer me with love,
like it will lock me down.

A lacklustre heaviness,
once heavenly profound.

An evenly based layer,
compunction allowed.

Seeds sowed with promises,
in all our nine clouds.

You invest time in things,
that don’t even exist.

in a life you’re trying to make peace with
filled with your consistent cataclysmic
too much freedom mek ya man tink
he ya rebel king n ya significant
distance isn’ innocence
you a queen child.