That's the funny thing about love.

You don't want to get hurt,
but you choose to be vulnerable together.

Artists are often
broken people
using the fragments of themselves
to create something new
and although
being healed
feels so complete
sometimes i want to be broken again
sometimes i want open wounds
so i can use the blood
to paint sunsets
so i can use the torn off pieces of skin as a canvas
so i can carve
masterpieces with the jagged bones left behind
but I can't bring myself to break my own heart in the name of Art

Genie in a bottle
Three wishes mine

Wish one: I wish for love, love so fierce, everyone can see it.
Wish two: I wish to be happy, a cloud nine happiness that I wish would never leave.
Wish three: I wish for success, to rise to the top.

Genie nods

Gone

Love so fierce
Everyone can see
the scars on my bleeding wrists
and the bruises on my arms

Happiness
On cloud nine
Until I have to by another drink
and drown the sorrow

Success
On the top
Yes, till I crumble
In defeat on the ground
Broken