I'm not a person
With a heart of a crook
My book. A stolen wink at devils rendering
Without a second look. *** I'm shook.
Pretending for a second
I could develop a thick skin
On my own. That's all it took. Was the hook...and Alberta's my home


Its wierd to say. The nature
Of these people are blessed.
Gross intolerance.
I estimated prior to this intolerable kiss.
Acknowledge my itch
For self destruction is keen.
You come between my need to bleed
And make me believe in a dream
You acknowledge I'm difficult
And see the best version of me.
Curtain closes..
Throwing Rose's. A person
You made worth it.
My life a dream.
You hemmed and curved at the seems
Trying to predict a point of passing
With a flirting belief.
Turning words into means
My face the first degree crime of passion
Why cant you ***** return to the scene....
Inescapable like watchmen.
Giving birth to a dream