A Spotify Playlist of Last Night’s Thoughts
I am sad
So sad
I. When the honey drips-
falling slowly bit by bit
deliriously like a song off my lips
Like it’s trying to exist
on more than just tongue tips
-by then, it’s too late
II. Nothing feels better than when I forgot-
No more screaming obscenities, heartfelt obscurities that echo
Like cries for help in an empty parking lot
Words in the deep dark depths of a gunshot
Like these heartbeats are solely an afterthought
-that’s when I feel only hate
III. I am purely a clone-
The sickness that kissed my skin is growing alone
Yet still blooming in crossbows
Sunflowers grasping from hipbones
The wisteria howling postponed
for I have but one message to loan
-I may look like eden, but there is no god nor gate
IV. My smile is morphine, one hit and your mine-
you’re told I’m enthralling, I’ll make you blind
my presence non-threatening, for I’m much too kind
you can’t help but kill the scream in my throat, sigh
touch my cheek and whine
-“it’s your fault I’m addicted darling, you’re jailbait”
V. So to answer your question-
Every inch of my insides is sending a message
“Run, Run, Run from the mention
Stand on the edge and jump to heaven
Weave the blade in your skin as a lesson
Grasp the thread sewn into the pit of your stomach and experience its rejection”
-so my answer dear friend is a dismissal
And a reminder not to ask again of my fate