Chatter fills the air
Stop blabbing away
Your empty words
Mean nothing
Speak when you need to
But don’t be fake
Please
And thank you

Pen me
to your pages
I have some thoughts
to violate a little further.

there are roses growing
from my hands
My doubt the seeds
Begging them to grow

There are roses climbing
up my arms
digging in my skin
but i am numb
to their thorns and beauty

There are roses growing
in my lungs
bloodied petals
filling my throat
and falling from my lips

Tears are sliding
down my cheeks
I've had enough
I am to weak

that girl with blue eyes
ice-cold rays of rising flames
how gentle they seemed

those darkened clouds cried
and im a fool
for thinking the tears were real