Pleasant surprises never come to me and
Pessimism is how I learned to survive
So forgive me if I show doubt my darling
I haven't felt this happy for a very long time

Contrast is stunning and
My life is the greatest juxtaposition
Depression and anxiety
Drained of energy, bouncing off the walls
Stared death in the face a few times
Victim to the darkest spots in my mind
Suicidal, still living day after day
Stuck here forever, in a world full of grey

And in that moment,
          inhaling the pleasant mix of
          lingering cologne and
          cheap alcohol
when we became statues,
          ear to chest
          hand to back
          enveloping skeletons
unable to move,
          one more breath
          two
          three
          eternity
I found my home.

But I'm not your *"Sweet Home"

The metamorphosis shocks
sunshine and lava sprout
harmonize to the
gentle caress of Autumn
solemn yet beautiful
she reaches a time
when it pains
much too much to hide
with every billowing leaf
golden tears are shed
the ground
a vibrant sunset of colors
plastered with sorrow
That naked tree.
she shivers and quakes
Alone
through the blustery winter

A steady breath
Your chest rising and falling
As we lay in a sea of purple
You let out small mumbles in your sleep
Perfection at its finest.
Dark eyelashes flutter revealing your deep eyes
A groggy "hi" and a kiss on the nose
I've found my comfort again.

I wore your shirt
to bed
just for the
scent.