lost myself
in a whirlpool of *** and drugs
let my fat cells absorb it all
came down and crashed
bathroom floors covered
in me
a trace of forevers
stamped by the odor of
pheromones and detox
i have never wished to be dead so much
pinky promises that this was the end
walking on tight ropes
this acrobat could not even spell
balance
if she wanted to
get lost to find yourself
what if who you find
is just someone you want to cover up
hide her behind closed doors
one door closes and it stays closed
the acrobat remembers
why she locked the door
the first time
who gave you the key?
who let you into this barbaric aftermath?
the acrobat will do tricks along the rope
of nightmares
until she wakes up
awaken by the prince charming
she always wanted
the acrobat does not believe
she is worthy of a prince
there are no glass slippers here
just bruised feet
from the mountains she had to climb
to even find the castle
she wants to burn the castle down
set match to the architecture of this
imaginary home
fill it with flames
so they will never remember
who poured the fluid on this dream