midnight blue

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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.


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