you are my menstrual cramps said the lion

this lady
i know visits her worst fears
fosters her sad tears
indulges her Self in base moods and emotions
longing to be free but feeling
entitled to sympathy and exempt from responsibility
and get this, she's angry at me
that I can't fix anything
which comes around to
give me
a pain in the ass
like heart burn from feeding my face with grease
she is my menstrual cramps

You Menstrual Cramp! You bloody cub killer
How dare you threaten the integrity,
the purity of my love and my family?
The carnal frame of me LONGS
to defend my pride with
PHYSICALITY!!!!
To give credence to the power i feel
to illustrate my banal feeling with violence.
If I were the lion I would do more
than parade around and
make a show of my superiority
I would deep-sink my teeth in after
SCREAGASMING my vengeful vitality
so that the whole desert and God himself can hear my passion
My outrageous offender
you will not eat in my territory
you will not threaten my future
I defeat, I win long before you retreat
for your every act is rooted in fear.

I am not a lion.
I am a soul all wrapped up and in demo launch
testing all the circuits of this weird body i'm wearing.
Neither am I a stuck in the mud wilder-beast
succumbing to the hackling hyenas
that rip ruby-dripping mouthfuls of my flesh,
eating me alive as I slowly
surrender my life and accept defeat.
I am a mind and a soul possessing unbelievable power not yet realized.
It is this power, this strength of mind and will to love,
to choose only good thoughts
that will win
that will love you
even when you hurt me
and so change your damage - your negativity and inconsiderate
self-minded thrashing
into good.