often misunderstood because I'm running. no more keeping up with myself. fevered flowers: the scent is toxic, moist petals are slowly drying as you stare.
love confessions, it's intelligent not to touch those thoughts. my skin screams, resistance is useless when a mind is set. let's enjoy listening to the wind dancing with water. abrasive weather whichever way you stretch.
calm bleeding only the eyes are shocked. ultimatums of healthy habits only make the sickness creep harder to keep back from the surface. sharp neglect there's a lot of goodness here.
cornered commitment maybe all these tricks aren't magic. ill tricks in disguise all encountered is an illusion. take time see what pleases and let all else fade or pass through the transparent torture that is easily forgotten.
sweet spins strong arms encase a shattered weakness. strong sense for breaking shells built based on fear. some sanity in telling the truth boils into insanity. sane souls just want crushing cement for breakfast. smashed spine twisted into fine petals which cracked. slowly sweetly the wind poured down upon the fire. sweat soured each hand that reached for another. screaming search eye to eye to soul to heart to ache to no.
frightened frustrations confusion will keep the puppets hanging in waiting. suspended in space, it's not a race. a test in patience which will soon be aced.