explain to me, put into words
how can the bees defy the birds?
when i was little, i was taught
our genitals just can't be bought

why did i do this?
all the progress now dismissed,
i miss you, i love you, i can’t live without you.
i knew this was too true.
the wanting the yearning the ever blurring,
lines between us, perhaps even the falling is blessed.
I was your sweet succulent honey that you can’t get enough of. Good for you, good for your soul, the taste capitulates the lips around, glueing them shut so you can’t make a sound.
It’s all you needed, that little sweetness,
but honey is oh so bad for the bittersweetness.
for I am your queen, you’re life revolves around me to get one last taste of that golden empress.
You’ll do anything for that dopamine.
When you’re on that high, nothing seems to matter,
but why?
Can’t you see that intensity made you something, you’re not meant to be.
you’ve pushed your luck.
That honey bee just isn’t coming back. She’s stung you. Bled you, and now deserted you.
Wounded your soul, but little did you know, she’ll die too.
Her stinger forever in you, while you can go on,
a part of her will slowly die
in your bloodflow.

My beating heart has been ripped out my pulsating blood flow.
Those jagged claws dissects through my chest, one sharp finger at a time
I can smell the rust from my open wound traveling through the air. I glance at your left hand and saw the blood gushing from the artery.
My heart may not work but my mind will.
I wonder, do you feel remorse because I don’t, nothing but numb.
Yet you stand there too,
nothing but silence and your words lipping
“i love you”.
yet you bruised my black and blue soul, that was once gold.
Makes me think that is another fib that you tell, just because you might as well.

You try to bandage it up by shoving it back into my punctured chest.
but at this point I’ve become restless.
I fall into the ground wishing you’d save me,
instead following me to the ground but kneeling above me,
sewing my hole shut by gouging the tiny needle one thread at a time.
I am mangled.
Your thumb and forefinger held my wrist and led for a kiss
until you felt my pulse stop.
I’m sorry, this is all my fault.

He sat alone,
alone & at home,
where his screams were silent,
but his mind was violent,
his insecurities hid deep inside,
they did indeed eat him alive,
a tear rolled down his face,
as his heart began to race,
where his depression lied deep within.
this went on for days, months, years,
and until he cried  his very last tears,
he decided that he had enough,
the world around him was much too  tough,
it took the gun to his head,
Congrats Society,
he is dead.

Have you looked at it this way that challenged you more than one?
Happiness comes not often but in many forms.
My thoughts consume my mind of distraction and misinformation
Why am I chasing this like a shadow at dusk running quicker and quicker until the sun sets leaving me blind nothing to trust but instinct.
Feeling my heavy breaths I feel frightened , yet relief?
Nothing but this image and perhaps a spec of light.
Why am I reluctant, shouldn't I succumb to that one last chance to salvage myself from the unknown ?
That light is safe, as I walk my heart does not skip a beat because I know what's to come
But if I face the other direction my heart tremors with excitement for the unknown.
It yearns for it
It needs it.
For if not this will be my only chance to get over that fear
I pace the other way
Nothing to see except the bleakness of the night.

When the cool crisp rush of air hits your warm face, through your nostrils
That's the sensation
For a quick sensation
Is it worth it to get frost bite?
To have your heart turned black ?
What must you do to make it turn gold
Like the beautiful foliage of rust yellow leaves
Placed beneath your feet.
You know all of this will disappear when the heavens will cry and winter will come.
The white sprinkle of innocence will cover the ground
Leaving you will a clear state of mind
But these colours confuse you,
When the cool crisp rush of air hits your warm face.

I used to be your sun
The only star in your day
That burns in the sky
But now I'm your moon
Who watches you over
Quiet in the shadows
Not a star anymore
Just someone you pass by
Because now I'm only
A single part of the night
That fades along with the dark
And no longer the reason
For you to wake up