‘Oh to be loved by a poet’
How funny,
Isn't it funny how I will turn your words into beauty no matter how ugly you are?
Isn't it funny how instead of burning photos I burn myself and scratch the scabs to provide entertainment for you?
Isn't it funny how I will bleed words and keep cutting myself just so you can read more?
Isn’t it funny how I wont let myself heal but let it fester under my skin so i can empty my blood onto a page when I dip my pen?
Isn’t it funny how as much as I would hate to admit it ,I need you so I have a reason to bleed?
For the sake of poetry
You would let me burn