his 'i love you' is a marble night,
and i hope my 'i love you' will stay afloat.
every kiss is like a deep wave, only an echo of love -
his lips taste like utter emptiness, and i try not to love him,
i just try not to love him.
my mother is lost – she is sleep walking around like a sufferer
and i'm scared of waking her up, if i ever do that
she might condense into mourning and even more hate.
so i leave her alone, and i try to forgive her,
i just try to forgive her.
the petals are always trying to lure me into
endless traps of solitude and red poison;
euphoria, euphoria, euphoria - even my bones ache.
i'm so tired and devastated,
i could easily be a fruit of their uncured pain.
my 'i love you' is as hollow as their hearts
and i'm sure i once swore i'd never let this happen.
i grew a garden of love for you and ate all the flowers
cause that is what you thought me to do.
my 'i love you' is chimerical, hiding its color - midnight blue.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Annihilate
Poesíawhen i embody sadness i do not own the image on the cover. i found it on Tumblr.