We’re blinded by the dust
& covered up in dirt
But the brush of your love makes me feel alright

For you i’d convert
& with you I divert
Into the eternal promised land,
Into the white light.

Although the bleeding hurts,
To you I’ll hold on
Till I’m all yours in white…
Till the end of our time.

Lets grow think in branches,
Escape from the ashes…
I am yours
& you are mine

if i give you a poem

know that i split open my scalp
and tore apart the pink matter
know that i crept far back and dug through the crevices of my brain
know that i stumbled into the dark, groped for words that stuttered when they tiptoed outside
tread lightly on them
for they are just learning to walk

know that retreating is addictive
and i am a creature of habit
know that camouflage is not always my forte
and i am better at hiding
know that i am ashamed when you look at me
and see
that my sky is always pink, my grass always lavender, my sea always crimson

know that i am ugly
and that i have tore off my face and rebuilt it so many times
i hardly recognize myself
know that my insides are clogged
know that my lungs are stuffed with shrapnel and my heart is bursting with debris
and that nothing runs through my veins

know that this is all i have left
this thing,
falling out of my chest, spilling over my lap, collapsing at your feet

know that it is yours now

do what you will.

thoughts are dark as night
    hands are gently intertwined
    wanna hold you close
    but your heart already froze

birds are chirping
flowers have bloomed
love is flowing
but yours is fading

i wasn't born to create some poems
for you
but why am i doing this
is it because i'm into you?

really into you

Why can't I
be your perfect
daughter

the daughter
you always wanted
and will always be proud
to have

instead i was the
daughter
you regret keeping

i became the
daughter
you feel ashamed
to call your own