I bled a rainbow
But the colors mixed
And now it's just black

I bled a rainbow
But the colors aren't "right"
So I cut a little deeper
Until I hit the heart of the issue
Only to find the root of it all
Is
     My
             **Heart.

Sitting down,
knees to chest
**** naked
Hot water
A sad song
Pocket knife
No surprise
*She's a ***** afterall

The way the sun hits you
Are you satisfied?

No I scream
My heart (a thousand lions) leaps and roars in my chest
No means no, ya get it?
But it doesn't mean no. I'm lying
I'm a liar, am I not?
God you're so good at that
Aren't you. (yes)
This blood, it means nothing
A spool of DNA knitted into
Some intricate design
Designed to what...?
Nothing. I can't come up with anything

A beautiful quilt that someone patched up
But the patches aren't from your home
The pieces of cloth were never yours
Were they? (No)

Like the way a fine dust settles over still water
The currents in the mind have ceased their rapid churn
Electrical though they were, the shock won't hurt you
But it doesn't matter

They pave quite a promising road
It's too bad you've got no guts
And by guts I mean legs

*You stopped running a long time ago

Why do I still write these jumbled scrappy poems?
Who am I even writing for anymore.
A few words on a screen passing by in one swift scroll
A freshman in high school's brand new outlet
A freshman in college's over dramatic cry for help
That she probably doesn't even need

He whispers to me softly
Darling I can make it stop
Let me touch you. Let me feel you
And he wraps his empty arms
Around my body, squeezes tight
He kisses my neck
And leaves freezer burns
He presses his body into mine
For an empty man, he sure is heavy

But I didn't even reach for it
There are papers to write
Cats to pet
More ******* **** to do