A piece of flesh

Sometimes unknown ones, and sometimes the one I loved most
Sometimes it’s from my own family, and sometimes I don’t even know
Everyone I met, every time
They want this body, I’m wearing on my soul
They grab it like it’s a non-living thing
And eat it
As they’re hungry for years
For them,
I’m a piece of flesh
In the sea of monsters
Am I?
A piece of food
From the very first I was born, and till I’ll die
A living large Burger, that everyone craves a bite of
Sometimes I didn’t know, the game I used to hate
And sometimes they forced me, to be their horny bait
And then I ended up, thinking that there’s a mistake
In myself?
No. I never knew what was paining inside
And getting to know all this at the point I can understand
It was the real pain
I was grabbed and eaten
Not by an animal, but by the horny human beings
Humans that I never knew, and humans whom I loved most
The real mistake was the heart that God made
and the men’s fucking brain, and the body of me
I hate everything
The cover of my soul, Yeah it’s just a piece of flesh
But it hurts me more, and I’m losing
As I want to leave it to them, to the horny beasts forever
to get free from this body, to get my real soul
I want to cut it off, to save myself
The innocence, trust, and love, that they groped
Along with the body that I never wanted
leaving strains everywhere, their bloody hands
On every part of me, I still feel their filthy touch
The strains that can’t be cleaned, can’t be erased
Neither by bathing twice nor by diving in acid
neither by living nor by death
They’re sinking deeper and deeper, deep into my soul
I want to leave this body, to save my soul
I’m a piece of flesh, in the sea of monsters
Just lying on this ocean, unconsciously
To the depth of my injured heart, I can’t feel anything anymore
Don’t feel the happiness or the remorse
I’m losing my feelings, losing it all
A piece of flesh, and monsters all around
Waiting to grab, to eat my soul
A piece of food, in the world of monsters
- Chhaya