You can spend every moment of everyday
Worrying your life away.
Wanting something you can’t have
Living in a kingdom of lack.
-Bereft, deficient, inadequate…
Interlaced in the asseveration of your lover
Like Soft cobwebs caught on fingertips.
Deception like black roses.
The intention is to be a thing of beauty
But in actuality they mean death.
A bouquet symbolizing the end of this
How serene the time was,
that’s no longer significant
What was the significance?
Never before have I’ve ever licked amour so delicate.
Never again will my heart let me be so intimate.
How could this be what my soul remembers?
If I was abandoned
Left to decay in the shade until the words faded,
Like the “sorries” you buried me with?
Branded on my rock,
As if they said ” in remembrance.”
My body isn’t anybody,
Honey is now irrelevant.
Decades will go by
And I will look like my sister.
But I wouldn’t have lived like my sister.
Hide the fucking flowers
They drip poison.
Your flower is dead
And you don’t even know that you miss her.