Are you a weapon
Or a rose
I can hardly tell
If only I could hold it in my fist
Or contemplate the smell
This is hell
This is hell
I'm certain I have fallen
I try to learn all of my lessons
& suddenly forget how I was taught them  
My chest
This chest
Please give it a rest now
Here i choke on your petals
And slowly digest how
My mouth saved the flavor
Of every thorn
You should come with a warning
"beware of her sword"
I've been warned
This is war
On all of my breaths
I'm a wreck for every freckle
That lives on your chest
But you're a threat
You're a threat now
& I'm just left to guess
Where the next arrows stabs
And I'm not left with much flesh
I digress
I digress
E v e r y message
Through all of the silence
I loudly suppress all my questions
With the heaviest of sighs
& at night when I'm sleeping
You creep deep behind my eyes
& when I wake up
I'm shaken
I'm still learning how to take this
I built this image of you out of shapes
& I take them
I shoot them
Straight to the sky
Sweet Queen of this torture
Sweet Queen of my time