It used to feel like a child discovering monarch butterflies
Now the butterflies are fossilized
The ants colonize
In the form of words, we atomize
The fragmented refractions of light once romanticized
A heart like whimpering pines now petrified
A memory like tape worms
Infiltrating my nervous system
Our love is a parasite
A harlot to blasphemous design
A vulture preying amongst skepticism behind cloud over eyes
My sacred love now synchronous I’m with an abominable shrine
I worshiped your existence now I defy
The faith once possessed to myself I deny
The rose has withered
The thorns remind
The apple of thy eye
Is now the cancer of your sly
May 11, 2017
May 11, 2017 at 3:06 PM UTC
It used to feel like a child discovering monarch butterflies
Now the butterflies are fossilized
The ants colonize
In the form of words, we atomize
The fragmented refractions of light once romanticized
A heart like whimpering pines now petrified
A memory like tape worms
Infiltrating my nervous system
Our love is a parasite
A harlot to blasphemous design
A vulture preying amongst skepticism behind cloud over eyes
My sacred love now synchronous I’m with an abominable shrine
I worshiped your existence now I defy
The faith once possessed to myself I deny
The rose has withered
The thorns remind
The apple of thy eye
Is now the cancer of your sly
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