she builds better butterfly's from the dust on rusting pipes
they fly in the starry sky while i cry
in a panic she paints them into a panoramic
but butterfly's recognize their own limited size
so they build their own chicken coop in my soup

I locked it away
Subconsciously.
I didn't want to face it
Nor feel it.

I guess because I knew,
It was too much pain to bear.

You unlocked it
with a double tap.

I peeked into the deepest part
Secretly
I couldn't accept what I found
Nor ignore it.

I tried to lock it back like how I used to
But it was too late.

Those feelings took over me
The pain demanded to be felt.  

Now they take over
My brain
My limbs
My heart.

I'm thinking it was wrong to lock it in
in the first place.

Now I'm caught off guard.
I shiver
I worry
I fear.

Fear not because I'm afraid
I can't find the one.
Fear because he is the one.

Fear,
Because the one doesn't want to be
The One.

She put on her lipstick,
combed her long blonde hair
and looked in the mirror,
from a look evolved a stare,
searching for something amiss
an eyelash, a hair.
Anything out of place
that ugliness could declare,
and what looked back,
was all her tear stained blue eyes could see
Extinct perfection,
a precious face drenched in misery.

I have been held captive
By this stupid trait
And I'm on the road
To my ugly fate

Jealous: I always was;
Jealous: I definitely still am
Oh, how I wish I were not,
Yet still I am ******

Free from these shackles;
How I wish I were
But what my future holds:
Appears unfortunately as a blur

So I'll be waiting
Right here in agony—
Waiting to be saved
From my utter **jealousy