i remember pulling my skeleton from my body in order to savor a part of me
one that was still pure
that hadn't been soiled by your touch
my skeleton could no longer stand to live inside my body
it was itching to leave its home
for i dont blame it

i wish i could leave my home as well
for a intruder had decided to break into it
and steal what was once my most valuable possession
my consent
my boundaries are now all yours

i never met someone with such horrifying intentions
for someone whom i let into my home before and they treated well
but once i found a house mate
they wanted to make sure i never forgot
that they stole from me

the lilac colors pour from your sadden heart
for you are longing to create art
something you can transfer your sadness onto
so you no longer have to carry it

you use your tongue to speak the words that your feelings write for you
for your pain is scripted by the ones who hurt you
you dont have to memorize any lines
they've always been imprinted inside of your mind

the art you created hangs off your chest for everyone to see
you display it proudly, wanting people to know that you did this
but yet you dont think proudly of yourself, you never do
you created this art from the things that hurt you most
something you always wanted to do
but...

why cant you manage a smile?

you tore my garden a part
once you decided that my flower was your home
i never once said you were allowed to enter my garden
but you did
you killed the flowers over and over again
crushing them all with the weight of you on top of me
i was laying there, staring up at the sky
wishing for you to leave my garden

for i am no longer human
my organs have been hollowed out, my entire body is empty
for i have vomited up every single drop of blood
my skeleton now lives in the closet along with all of my secrets

for i have made sure that i am nothing more than skin
laying there, waiting to be worn
for i dont want to be human anymore
i want to be someone's shell

i want someone to hold onto my skin
to love it
to cherish it
like no one has ever done to me

i dont want to be human no more
so i know what it feels like to be loved

lets make love
lets ****
lets have ***

i want you to speak words of poetry to me
as i moan in pleasure from watching your mouth move with every letter you speak
it turns me on, makes my heart skip a beat when you speak with passion

my ******* get soaked whenever you touch my heart with your words
it brings me nothing but pure pleasure, close to ******
i want to *** to your poetry

with the more passion you speak, the harder you **** me
causing me to scream out that i want more and more
i dont ever want you to stop, it feels too good

lets make love
lets ****
lets have ***

but only when you speak poetry to me

im digging a grave into myself and resting in it
im hollowing out myself in order to feel alive
i let my insides spill out through my mouth
i will do anything to not feel numb
i struggle to feel alive
i am a walking zombie
bags under my eyes, an expressionless look on my face
for i am dead

you remind me of the first flower blooming on a lovely, spring day
its petals sprouting out all around the bud of the flower
creating something wonderful

you remind me of morning dew
the little droplets of moisture resting upon the grass
when your bare feet touch it, it tickles and you cant help but laugh

you remind me of the stars
because when i look at you, there are a billions of reasons why i love you

you remind me of poetry
when i kiss you, the words i want to write about you are placed on my tongue
so when i speak them, they fall out of my mouth with ease

you remind me of all of the things in life that i love
and that terrifies me