I'd hate to be. The unlucky one. I spew all over. A whole rainbow of letters. Roy G Biv, baby. Get it?  Because I've held back for. Too long. Held in. Too much. There will be nothing left. I'll tear you down. Drag you to Hades with me. It won't be peaches and cream. Like Persephone. It'll be ugly. Disgusting. Unclean. Mean. I've bit my tongue for too long. Tasted too much blood. Nursed too many scars. When the day comes. No one will be okay. All souls disconnected. Minds altered. And if you stick around. For some more...God rest your soul

I'm a cat lady
Now all I need are cats, and
A battery friend

The sweet taste of hope
The spicy taste of thrill
The bitter taste of reject
The sour taste of neglect

You learn to love the taste of bile
Everything comes up
But you keep it in
Everytime. The pain almost hurts more

Swallow.
Swallow
Swallow.
You learn to hate the taste of blood

Tongue in pieces
Soul is shattered
You can't find the words for how
empty & small
You've always felt inside

So you shape. The physical
To become the emotional

Maybe you'll find the words if you can visualize

Maybe if I see
I can understand
why
I feel so
Impractical & Frail
inside

Bile creeps. No warning.
Green tastes bitter. Never sweet.
Swallow it. Don't speak.

I'm in the city
The city with the lights
And I haven't thought of you
Except in the quiet night
Though tonight I met someone brilliant
Different than you
Spectacular in my eyes
I forgot about you
Until the quiet of the night

I've never wanted
something more. But it seems to
be received the least.