his darkness became
tainted by my red

i burst like the sunrise
on the canvas of his skin,
raw and hot, red, red, red

i set flame to the somber
blues we'd once painted
our skin deep with.

kissing the echoes of
our past, but always
pulling away too soon.

i was too red, too vibrant.

he didn't like the taste
i left on his tongue
it was bitter like him,
it stung of the past he'd
tried to bury on my lips

my skin would ash
but he'd miss the flames.
my pulse would gallop
and intrude like
summer into his veins.

Deep inside the forest they fly
Around rising burning embers
their inner child will never die  
Clasping hands with all the members
The fair folk dance to remember

Stars burn forever bright in the darkest of nights
And even after they go, they give us their light

why does it matter what poison is in my veins?
all i worry about is who's holding my reigns
why does it matter what people are hurting most?
all i know is that i am banishing my ghosts

so believe me when i say this hurts me
i know, i know we both want to be free
it took me a long time to see toxicity
and i know it will not leave with simplicity

do not belittle my suffering
when i say i am in pain, i mean it
when i say it hurts, it ******** hurts

c'est la vie?
non, non
ce survit