Two roads diverged in my psychosis.
I took the one well-travelled,
And it has made all the difference.

And last night my lips melted into a boy,
Who only wanted 7 minutes in heaven
But kept my mind in hell the morning after.
And the weeks to follow.
How was I to know that disguises were not just made for high school plays.
How was I to know what exists in sweet brown eyes and golden hair.
My parents warned me about drugs and getting run over by fast paced cars, but never about the addictive  feeling you give me when I think of you and the fast paced beats my heart makes when you lie about loving me. I really wish I could fool myself into believing you just for a kiss longer.

If you're the moon,
I'm the sun,
hopelessly chasing night
but you're on the run.

Or maybe I'm the tide.
and as I taste your shore,
I'm ****** out to sea,
desperately longing for more.

I never dreamed of being
your tragic impossibility,
but for you and me,
love was never meant to be.

*m.w.

There was once a time where
I felt so strongly
Within me was an eagerness
cradled by a fire that only
inexperience could kindle

I plunged blindly into
the depths of feeling
unaware that death lied ahead

but o the death did come
with it's menacing smoky
pain. Paralyzed me like a shock,
electricity unexpected and cold

Left me dumped in the stagnant
waters of struck-down lovers
who hadn't quite learned yet

Here I float
face down and
all the wiser