Melancholy
On the
Lips
Of an
Angel

if I've fought back
(biting my tongue and tasting blood)
with hands bound
and tongue tied
imagine
what I could do
with only one hand
behind my back.

Bullet-ridden girl
You blink
And time stops
Your life lies before you
In a burning book
And you take it in your hands
So thirsty for knowledge

Tonight I burn with a reckless abandon
Both ends in embers
I am choking on my smoke
I’m sorry I’m blunt
I’m sorry I’m numb
I’m sorry I run away
From everything trying to help me
I cannot share my sadness with you.

We are bending light
Allowing this
Distorted Reality
To appear somewhat
Normal, almost.

I’m trying to
Slow down life
Time on my hands
Heavier than blood
I cannot wash away
The pieces of me
That I’m saving
For tomorrow