i would like to paint a picture of tranquility and peace
but from the lack of having a father figure
and the fear rooted deep in my mind of failure
it stops me from being happy, it stops me from
the moons cycle, the circle of my life
the apple of my eye, the core in my heart
falling in love, falling in deep, falling
i would like to see the sun rise tomorrow
but if i don’t wake up, put on my favorite song
and lay me down with all my mistakes and a bed of belladonna
the deadliest nightshade, the poison ivy
the most poisonous ivy of them all
just like my envious soul
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
