Honey, you drip all over me
Nectar for my fantasy
Though flowers grow all over me
I worry for their health

I'll focus this to poetry
This feeling coming over me
A cavity inside
That black space pried from my health

So bruises do i ****
And wander does my mind
In the murky depths of thought
Looking for the root
Of these pools of blood

At least one started growing in
The very first breath that i took
And shaped just like a question mark,
It vexes everyone

As bad as she were bleeding me
I felt that she was cheating me
But only ever felt inflamed
By dissonance, my love

But after being locked away
And pinned down to my own dismay
And choked on ******* misery
It hasn't been the same

A cavity i trace about
I'm almost tempted to rip it through
But the garden is too tender, and
I want to see it through.