your arms-the thorns of my body so strategically placed;
protecting my vulnerable frame
your lips akin to petals; kiss tender 'n eager
every breath's aura so congenial
your support resembling stem to strengthen and meddle me straight,
yet staying amply meek
your faith is purely fervent and keeps you veraciously planted- just as strong roots
your charming quirks protrude similar to leaves
distributed throughout; nothing shy of perfect
your bold personae is exclusive;
a risqué hue of disposition-
solely invaluable
my darling rose

in my head i constantly hear voices
everybody says i’m losing my mind
count me not normal- i’m one of a kind.
whispers tell me i have other choices
listening to the misleading noises
searching for a place that no one will find
always one though, to attack from behind.
moment i break, the demon rejoices
unforgiving labyrinth-can’t escape
cannot outrun words, they live for the chase.
sprinting from my fears as if i’m in shape
forever stuck in an unending maze
life ends drowning in a black cape
no more battle. left buried in a case.

every surrounding soul
so loud and lively
but i was drowning in misery
deprived of the golden glow i was once so fond of

crying out a hopeless call for help
to the silence that gripped me
depression lingering deep
waiting in the most desperate of minds

i now simply cannot remember it
the blurred memories all that's left
secluded bodies-lifeless ones
but that's now in the past