I want to give you something beautiful
a hand touches the hair tenderly behind your ear
caressing warmth down to the skin of your neck
it is your hand or is it my hand or is it this line
sliding downwards from your hair
onto the skin along the nape of your neck
reversing the chill of this nights air
with soft warm skin that feels for
just the right taste
that you arch against

Turgid depths of flower arrangements
batter against sense of time passing
boundaries

No longers que up for finishing
Offer themselves dejectedly
sullen

Another body hits the floor
Everybody goes on about
Their Business

Showing off here
You should do the opposite
Of my desire and look away
bored

Squirming under
light o' now
awkward to you
Click away quick

A shawl wrapped around
not necessarily beauty or fashion
but more as way of protection
an umbrella when no rain
a coat when no cold
The safest accessory when no one
around.

Pill after pill, another sleepless night
We thought this was a part of “livin my best life”
Now you’ve been up for three days because adderall took over your life
So did the blade, that you use so harshly
We’re hurting but we wanted to grow up so bad, right
Will we ever be living our best life while struggling with past terrors and addiction?
Help