Tears of gasoline
Ignited by your hate's match...
I have very few friends,
I walk alone in this empty hole...
My hands were stuck together all night
like the fastest drying glue, as I desperately...
These horrors I've been through
Never being able to feel safe...
I can't seem to let things go-
last night I returned from a place...
There's this thing about cutting,
When you're doing it- it feels amazing...
The stem droops,
Reaching for the ground...
The street lights don't hold us
anymore; there are only clouds and curtains...
Tea without sugar, honey
despite bees, trees...
"Dumb-butt how freaking stupid can you...
"You always screw everything up! Are you good...
Do you mean it, when you tell me you love me more...
Do you even love me...
Fallen from clouds I have yet to caress
Dreaming of the wings I so crave...