I used to be able
To see you
Now it's breaking me
From the inside
And I used to be able
To kiss you
And I used to say
Your name with pride
And it used to be
All that mattered
Things were as
Easy as they could be
Now my heart's in your hands
All shattered
Take my blindfold off
And set me
Free.

I want you
To be rough with me
In the gentlest way.

I want you
To pull me apart
And make me whole.

I want you
To dominate me
As your equal.

I want you
Animalistic
Yet so incredibly human.

Candles are put out by wind.
Fires are only strengthened by it.
Candles can light up a room.
Fires can burn it down.

Do I wish to be
A candle or a fire?
It depends on the wind.
It depends on the room.

We're in no mood
For your poetry
For the big lies
Tucked into neat lines
Like marching soldiers
Trying to conquer us.

We've no patience
For your speeches
Long, dry sentences
Like endless deserts
Trying to tire us out.

We might just leave
And before you notice
You'll be talking
To an empty room.
Almost as empty
As your soul.

Through shadowless reflections,
My fate itself reveals
And no mark was determined,
And nothing will be sealed,

And spinless freckled creatures,
will march in through the gates,
I give up, I surrender
We've nothing to debate.

You've laced your sword with poison,
I'll draw it from your belt,
I'll save you all the effort,
And to the ground I'll melt.

The battle on October,
My heart is ripped in two,
My present is infected
With memories of you.

And then I was alone
A single daisy
In a field of thorns

Standing on my own
Waiting for a saviour
My future unknown

Waiting for the rain
To make me grow
Or wash me away

Miles upon miles,
Riddled with beds.
Tissues and soft hands,
To wipe my tears.
Piles upon piles,
Of blankets and food.
A nice, big bowl
Of serotonin.