I cry flames
And see blood
My hearts filled with shame
All because of love

Inhale. Exhale.

Whether you're at your high
Or low
Just promise me to please,
Inhale. Exhale

When life is too much to bare,
And you want to end it all
Just please
Inhale. Exhale*

When you're lost and alone,
With no where to go,
*Inhale. Exhale.

I wish for love
real love
ya know the kind of love
you find in books
. . . I wish . . .

I don't know
how much longer I can cope
with the demons
in my head
and monsters under my bed
I feel the walls caving in
crumpling like
paper
slowly giving way
to the pressure
slowly fracturing and tearing
at the structure
of my
Barely. Breathing. Heart.

you give me
that kind of feeling
i want to repay,
by doing
a poem for you
every single day,
i want to
especially write it
along the sea bay,
because you haunt me
in a very good way,
and i will let you fall
with empty words
that i say.
(j.a.t.m)

Purple
It was your favourite colour
You made me wear it,
you made me

When you was painting
Deep colours like
Purple
were your pallet  

Your canvas was pale white
clean and pure
Innocent almost
but your aggressive ruined it

Your paintbrush
you held it with power, pride
dominance
with brutal force

i was your canvas
and your brush your fist
you smothered me now
i am your favourite colour

purple.