i believe in promises,
it's the wind i would grasp
tightly in my hand,
the depth of an ocean
i would drown to,

i believe in promises,
it's a dream i would wallow
in visions of my sleep,
a morning at my window
i would wake up to,

tomorrow
may not be certain,
still, i believe in it
even if it's made
to be broken

sunrise
and sunset
are waiting
for you
to forgive

tulips
have bloomed
in spring

but still
the smoke
of cigarette
that lingers
in your breath
and half-empty
glass of whiskey
know

you're hiding
a ton of pain

Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.

build your defenses
as infrangible as

great wall of china
along the himalayan
mountain range

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦
𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴

"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.

Night sits on my chest
Squeezes poems out of me
And grinds my poor soul