warm, streaks of red trickled down her arm onto the floor, it comforts thee. the fire in her eyes, resemble the rage she’s kept inside for years—it seems. forsake the emotion into a dark pit, never thought twice when she went to dismiss and cover up the pain.
but each day it would rain, washing away all the dirt,—covering the resentment, the agony and the hurt. forgetting that she bared the blood marks on her shirt,—everyone still knew so what she had done didn’t work. all her efforts went down the drain, like the tears from her eyes, like the blood from her veins.
she screams out into the night, every chance that she gets. always trying to hide, to run, to forget, ’cause every move that she makes she’ll inevitably regret.
little deer lost in the woods,
a fawn searching for warmth
struggling without embrace,
baby, don’t leave me for good
my cheeks flushed a pale pink,
what a feeling it was keeping
you close to me initially,
the sun would set before us
and your eyes became black,
pushing my last cigarette into the dirt
i realized my heart was intact,
as the moon rose slowly
sacred words emerged from my lips,
quivered nonchalantly when we kissed,
everything went silent and so did you
i didn’t know what i had gotten into,
looked up to align the stars-
the path i took to you
but the world had gone dark
and the stars did too.
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