Real was;
the dark, you'd remain, the only place safe, a place where he wouldn't have had reason to count his days.

Real was;
The flaws that ruined you, but you adopted them for they were indiscernible mistakes—I was only a child.

Real was;
Once, when you felt everything was in place. Stinting to make that second feel like forever.

"Yet to find my solace,i'm regaled by what was real."

Down to the blood that pumps my heart
A deep desire to share a lung comes to pass, moved by your siren,I'm null but to submit to a passion untamed, a frantic attack to the heart

don't fret,I'll soothe your sore sorrowful wings because you are my unkind raven
Close your eyes, for im bound to fend off the shade that's haunts you, my darling dove ,Attest my genuine warmth, for you have cured me from petrification.

"Be my innamorata, "she said...

My scars plead ,I'll bleed and you will have no choice but to take care of me
I'll bill your pain, for i am a rose shown to expose your vile lies.

not a moment, too soon
I'll bury myself leaving you with a toll as my gift to you

"Hate it or not, it is yours to see."

Never knew I'd long so deeply for what hides in the bud of nightshade.

Over and over, I search for wounds dressed in makeup.
Nothing and everything, sublime, for broken vases call louder to me.
Don’t mistake this for fleeting love. I want your skeletons to speak.
Underneath your beauty, is there a madness, too?

Maybe I’m just drawn to people I think I can fix.
I keep asking where I belong in your story.
Somehow, I hope I’m the “right one” you speak of
Only, it hurts now to admit: I was never taught how to be right.

On that fall, I felt my heart become an unseen ravine,
Ever-closing grooves , a new crack with every step.
Descending like a feather into this bottomless silence.

I could already see the stars fading ,
Stars that once lit the sky like the peerless sun,
Stars that left no room for darkness to creep,
Stars that watched over me.
Now I must play hide and seek.

City lights bearing down ,it wasn’t my life that flashed before my eyes,
But the despair that followed,
As I began to lose my way home , the only night I ever trusted.

A chemical released by ones brain
In time where not all turns into ash,
I dance with butterflies stumbling on and on tainted flowers,
cradling her rose.

An untouched diamond in dark.
Shadowed it keeps me In a well I'd willingly drown.
flowing of nothing but genuine love

A obviously mystery of anguish worth the neverending moonlight spent.
I am trapped in adoration,
feeling the air leave my lungs.

A garden, the beauty in bliss you abandoned. watch my world turn as i stop writing about her
It fades. is a question unanswered

Sit with it, a moth ball grown with salty remarks, take a deep breath to compose yourself and nuture their sore ideas of you ,hoard open wounds to leverage over morality

Soaring these words,you engraved on my skin , soon to sail these waves of malignance that boil in me, consequence is nothing but the bittersweet aftertaste of dark chocolate for the excruciating torture i'll inflict onto you will bring an end to my cold sweats

these aren't inchoate feelings but spawns of postponed smiles. Now, how do i drive them into suicide