You’re drowning yourself,
In fear and doubt,
But too scared to sink,
So you held out one arm,
Waiting for someone to reach it,
To pull you up,
And it hurts to feel,
No touch on your cold skin.

A tragedy indeed,
Ocean of tears,
With no boat around,
Only your feet,
To keep you afloat,
A death wish,
Partially committed.

How many are they?
Lights embedded sky, you asked,
Too significant.

maybe im not alone
the demons their holding on
might as well befriend them
at the very least they wont leave me

everyone

everyone

everyone lives on the moon

everyone dreams on the moon

everyone loves the name moon

everyone talks to the moon

field trips to the moon

everyone wants the moon

everyone loves the moon

everyone waits for the moon

everyone looks for the moon

everyone

everyone

It’s becoming easier and easier to say goodbye.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
The melody is sweet,
And so are you.

Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Cinnamon is brown,
And so is your hair.

Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
The term is long,
And so are your legs.

Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
Waters are calm,
And so are your eyes.

Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
Weather is warm,
And so are your arms.

Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
Your relationship is rewarding,
And so is your smile.

A daisy is beautiful,
Just like you.

Heaven rained on me,
I breathed in the petrichor,
Bathed in the downpour.

Vestal white roses,
Shed their serrated surface,
Then tainted in red.