Flowers You've planted your flowers deep beneath her bones and now she wants nothing more than for them to die ruthlessly What a kind hearted gesture To gift a women with blossoms Believing she might see beauty in herself once you've engraved them deep within her Yet as her lungs gasp for every last atom of air they continue selfishly consuming to feed Your dear flowers have hindered her beauty Your dear flowers have dominated her vitals Your dear flowers have left her feeling flaccid and uncared for .. For those who love the broken get cut by their shattered edges For those who love the crooked Are left stranded with a crooked heart Stranded here is she, after he sliced each stem leaving behind only the thorns piercing at her bones is a reminder to never let any man give her flowers

I hide my face behind my hair. I am what you see, afraid.

The Reason I Left I left because you said you wanted to be friends And I thought we already were

You You are what wakes me in my sleep. The darkened room filled with thoughts that creep You are my fears surrounding me trapping my body in moments of panic You are the box that keeps me still A paralyzed spine. New thought, new chill. You are the cold hand that touches my skin leaving me in shivers, your words cut like scissors You are that one free ticket to panic station where I gasp for air and shake my hands and pray that someone will understand what my body's trying to tell me because It defiantly didn't come with instructions. You are a pool of tasks I must conquer and I promise I didn't mean to dive in but now I'm drowning and you're mocking me. You are the grip around my neck getting tighter as each word tries to leave my dusty lips You are why I lose control And I try and try to listen to my body but you're playing it like a puppet and I'm sick and tired of living in this unresponsive corps You are dominant but I'm getting stronger I've been tossed around and weak but not for much longer You are always there and i used to be scared Just the thought of you coming used to thicken the air You are the master of this game but I'm now learning how to play You are my anxiety and this time I'm coming for you

Dora I kissed her and I felt a feeling of adventure I tasted #life on the tip of her tongue Excitement when I brushed her lips She fascinates me With her mind flooded with questions And her need to get away and search for answers