I'm a poison,
An incurable cancer.

I'm a burden,
A weight on your shoulders.

I'm repulsive.
Disgusted,
You've made me your secret.

I'm worthless,
A leech draining your life.

I'm unlovable,
Just someone to be with for quick comfort.

These are your thoughts,
But i already think them too.



-Tré

If we are to end,
Let my love feed your plants.

Let my tears soak their soil,
Absorb every drop.

I'll trade a memory,
For a tear.

With each tear,
Sprouts a new leaf.

I'll continue remembering you,
Until your beautiful flowers bloom.




-Tré

Oxygen is hard to gather,
But the air whispers sweet songs.

The city lights blur,
A mass of colour.

My years of memories,
Remembered in a mere 12 seconds.

Your tears,
Racing against the rain.

The feeling of weightlessness,
The irony.

The world grows larger,
With each inch the I plummet.

We trade glances,
Your eyes filled with care and compassion.

A beautiful smile,
As birght as the stars above.

Your loving hands,
Holding my wax wings.



-Tré

Instruct me.

Teach me to love you,
In the ways that you want.

Whisper the words,
Of which you want me to speak.

Guide my hands,
To where you'd like their prints.

Focus my eyes,
On where to undress you.

Cover me in clay,
Mold me to your perfection.

The art of loving you.

I'll graduate with honours,
Straight A's in every lesson.



-Tré

A letter to my future child,
To whom I've been too strict on.

A controlling parent,
You've been locked away since you were born.

The curfews I set,
You see only as burdens.

Screaming that you hate me,
The rules I have,
Keep your heart hurting.

A dress to your ankles,
A tee shirt and some loose fitted jeans.

I'm sorry baby girl,
The world ain't as safe as it seems.

It shouldn't be this way,
It is what it is.

But i ******* refuse to find your corpse in a ditch,
Hogtied,
Clothes gone,
That type of ****.

You'd never see me on the news,
Crying saying "baby I miss you".

I'd destroy my life day by day to get yours back,
That's the issue.

Loved,
Safe,
Protected.

These are the things you find yourself "trapped" in?

Just listen,
My heart would break.
My soul would fracture.
I'd lose myself,
If I ever had to find you with pale skin.

Not an artist in the slightest,
But I'll pick up my brush.

Every bristle perfectly dipped,
Strokes ever gentle and patient.

My wrist flicks in a perfect rhythm,
Seamlessly blending your colour.

For you,
I do the impossible.

I'll paint the sky golden,
Because you deserve anything other than ordinary.


- Tré

I'll rearrange the stars,
Write your name among constellations.

I'll govern you a galaxy,
Colours beyond any spectrum.

I'll set off dying stars like fireworks,
Your eyes shine brighter than any nebula.

I'll smith you a corona,
A crown fit for you alone.

I'll chip away at the moon,
Until the shape resembles your smile.

To me,
You're more beautiful than space.

So let me make space,
Beautifully you.

-Tré