When

TW-Images of death and suicide When did you think the pain would set inFor me? Apparently, Not whenYou told me you didn’t know what you wantedAfter you persuaded me to sleep with you.I couldn’t breath Not whenYou let the ice of your doubtGive me frostbiteWhile your mind leisured in a warm summers day.The glowing romanticism

Breathing Memories

Now you’re gone,People keep on telling meThere are many more fish in the sea!You deserve a man who treats you right!He is sat out there somewhere,Waiting for you,Go find him! Have fun! I appreciate the thought butNo thank you. For now,I want to sit on the benchOutside the train stationWhere I first held youAnd sit

What are you thinking?

You present me with perfection.You tell me all the things I want to hear.Never an angry word or sharp jab. Just whitened teeth andBotox smiles. They hide that you’re no longer breathing.I hold youBut you are limp in my armsStill fucking smilingBut eyes no longer staring into mine. Synthetic beauty is deadlier than hemlock. Who