~ Why don't you arrange you heart just so,
when the company comes for tea,
those whiskey stains are forgotten,
if but for a little while.... ~

~ Baby just give me a little scrap of paper and maybe a feeling of what it's like to love you, and I'll pen down my eulogy ~

And this backdrop of a battlefield
is set in this parasitic wilderness
My unabated whimpers for attention
harvested and blown away
just like that,
into the wind,
chaff-like,
Swept into the nooks of
empty harvest homes
reeking of dead moss and tired stones,
nothing left to drink
except for
what I have sown

And all our days singe together like cigarette smoke and white roses...feels disgusting in a beautiful way

You stood below the canopy
of bleached driftwood
and steep rocks.
The sun warming
you numb , pale skin
and
sparkling in the streams
of whirling sand
beside your feet.
The air was crisp
and as sharp as your
memory....
*There's just something about
loss and love that stings...
in the salty ocean

And as the skies turn murkier
Ballads
from the eighties
flow from a distant land
And for a moment
It reminds me of *you

Tell me somehow , I earned it.
Tell me how my dress was asking for it -
Please explain how that Sunday it was okay for the church
Yet this Friday night it was way too "slutty".
Explain me how my eyes don't deserve to cry -
But also tell me , how it was their radiance
That drew him from the shades.
You can tell my smile not to return -
But explain how it betrayed me,
Made this villain justify that I was a friend.
Go on, tell my thighs to "get over it" -
Explain how these bruises are beautiful reminders
Of how much I "wanted" it.
Go tell my voice it is answerable -
Explain why not being able to scream is consent,
Ask how easily it left me when I much needed it.
Please tell my body it shouldn't have gotten so weak -
How not being able to handle that drink
Made this justified, made me an easy game.
But please, most importantly ,look at my eyes -
Learn how he destroyed me
And then tell me I was "asking for it".