Your aura is electric
Stimulating

Come hither
You make me feel alive

I won't ask much
Promise

Show me your world
Teach me how to soar
Share the rush

Everyone feels broken sometimes
It's easier that way

We want to be broken
Because, if we're broken,
Then  we can be fixed

Right?

Then there's hope
Things can improve

Right?

It's harder to accept
This is just how life is

This misery
This pain
This dying
This is just normal

It doesn't get better
But it deosn't get worse either

You Reap What You Sow

A sentiment that never quite stuck.

I did what I would-
Consequences were a punishment
for villains more obvious
than the sweet girl I played.

But the real world is not so biased,
peeling away the masks I wore

You Lay in the Bed You Make*

But my pillow is filled with thorns,
and my blanket is thread-bare.
The mattress is layered with spiders' webs
and the chill never abates.

I long for the One to warm my soul...
But it's been years since another has lain so close

For I sow seeds of deceit
and when they bloom
the fruit is bittersweet
and the stems cannot bear weight.

she walked

foot on each crack in the sidewalk
the heel of her boot
sinking

and then her skin peels away
turpentine wiping away
the painting that is her mask

and she walked

she crumbled
her bones dust

come back
you've gone too far, little girl

the wind blows her away
the sun cremates her memory

and she is born again in the rain
sprouting from between
the cracks in the sidewalk

and she walked