How woozy were my eyes
To see past your dreamy smile
And into your fickle mind

Roses are red, violets are blue
My heart's in pieces because of you

Roses are wilting, violets are drooping
I'm on a hospital bed, slowly dying

Roses are red, violets are blue
Why I killed myself, you'll never know.

You were so beautiful,
So beautiful, that you broke
My fragile heart in two.

And here's two halves of me
Loving all the versions of you.

I will break my skull
Let every single drop
Of my rushing blood
Trickle down my arm
Past my fingertips
And into eternal scrawls
Of ink on paper.

Down, down and down he goes
To rich navy troughs and cerulean hues
His winged arms flailing to the skies
Wishing for his father's watchful eyes

The sobs of Daedalus are silenced by the sea,
And his tears are drowned in the waves
Icarus has fallen! Icarus has fallen to his death!
Oh how the seagulls squawked with mirth!

Rip my heart out
And you will see
Your name inked
On my vena cavae.

barely living things
wrapped in bandages
and doused in antiseptics
kept alive by food tubes
and oxygen pumped through heaving lungs

almost cadavers, broken dreams
shattered hopes and in-betweens
unanswered phone calls to heaven
and a hundred not yets