Performance
- Joseph Matthews

- Oct 6, 2025
- 2 min read
[intro]
mirror on the ceiling
lights like knives
I forget my name
before I arrive
[verse 1]
he paid my rent, so I pay with skin
said it’s not abuse if I let him in
pole in the center like a fucked-up shrine
I dance like I mean it but the body ain’t mine
he calls it art when I get on my knees
says the rope is a gift, not a leash
I smile ‘cause I have to, I moan on cue
they clap, I bleed, he lights up the room
[pre]
I bend how he taught me—back arched, wide
sweat on my thighs like tears I can’t cry
I’m a stage, not a person
a hole for the hurting
a pet on all fours
with no safe word in sight
[chorus]
on all fours, under lights that lie
they grab what they want, I forget how to fight
his eyes on me like I’m something divine
I scream in my head while I fuck with a smile
he’s in the back with a drink and a grin
watching me disappear again and again
I dream of a door I’ve never seen
but I stay for the safety inside the scream
[verse 2]
they touch like they bought me
like pain’s in the price
a hand in my mouth
like it owns the night
I spread like a secret
he trained me to break
says I’m beautiful ruined
like I’m meant to be raped
every man is a mirror
I crack when they come
but I laugh like I like it
’cause love’s what I want
[pre]
he told me once I was nothing alone
then gave me a cage and called it a home
says I’m free when I choke
calls it art when I fold
I let go of my name
and perform what I’m told
[chorus]
on all fours, under lights that lie
they grab what they want, I forget how to fight
his eyes on me like I’m something divine
I scream in my head while I fuck with a smile
he’s in the back with a drink and a grin
watching me disappear again and again
I dream of a door I’ve never seen
but I stay for the safety inside the scream
[bridge]
another one’s in me, I don’t know his face
he moans like I matter but I’m not in the place
he watches me shake, he’s proud when I cry
says I’m perfect when I beg him to die
my knees are raw, my throat is numb
I float above the room, the sweat, the come
I gave him my soul in a leash and a script
and he rewrites the parts where I scream to exist
he calls it my greatest performance
I call it erasure
[final chorus]
on all fours, I forget the floor
forget the faces, the breath, the war
he smiles like it’s art, like I belong
I hum a lie and call it a song
I dream of a door but my legs won’t move
so I kneel where the silence blooms
[outro]
mirror on the ceiling
I vanish in glass
he claps like I won
but I’m not coming back
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