They were tangled in my rib cage,
the butterflies I mean.

I had to let them go,
they had begun to hurt me,
you see,
razor blades in a tissue paper disguise.

I can't blame them,
they were trying to get free.

It's my fault,
for swallowing them whole.

The Sun,
She didn't even shine for me anymore.

2.The Moons,
even they turned on me and I was left to find my way in the darkest of nights.

3.You left me in a corner, the walls were made of concrete and even they would crack at the touch of my empty hands searching for comfort.

4.I ran away from every mouth that
formed words that
that
that sounded like yours.

5.My guitar, is out of tune

6.My stomach is an abyss, for everything tastes like you.

7.I fell in love with your mistress too and her other friends, I see why you preferred her arms
for comfort

8. They said I was bipolar
depressed
crazy. After I split my wrists looking for a sign from you.

9. I love you

10. I still love you.

Your laughter is pinned up,
but I don't know its sound.
Your smile is three walls,
but I'm the fourth.

Black hoodie,
black dress,
we are,
hopeless.