Oh, what a shameful thing it is,
The way your blood rushes through my veins,
The purest essence of a coward,
Creates resentment amongst the depths.

Denial upon denial spit out,
Those ***** words reek your mouth,
It impossible for you to feel higher,
Proudness proudly on display.

I’m merely just a puppet,
A pawn upon your game,
You wear my teeth on necklace,
You curse my name in joy.

Doubled-faced monster,
Entitlement owns you,
Once a good man,
Drowned in your own fantasy,

The raged boiled over fire,
Completely burned my skin,
But I can’t help but love you,
Oh, what a shameful thing.

The burning of my back,
The moisture in my skin,
The grass between my fingers,
The prickling in my chin.

The sun lightens my eyes,
I kiss your crimson lips,
Heat rises to your cheeks,
Your smiling just for me.

The way
you swirl
against
the sky,
electric
fire in
your eyes,
your toes
dig into
the grass,
the flowers
bloom
against
your hands,
the magic
of your
dancing
feet,
the tears
running
down
your cheeks,
the golden
light against
your skin,
you smile
at me,
and I
fall in.

A wish is
nothing but
a lie.
An intake
of air.
Resist,
Keep it there.
Unwrap
Your own mind.
Let out
Your innermost
desires,
Into existence,
By a mere
Whisper.
The universe
Won’t go out of
Its way
To fulfill
The wanting
Of someone
That questions
Their own
mind.
An insignificant
Nobody.