i had to change my attempt
but i had good intentions
going in
i was crouched over,
throwing it
you were not there
living in fear,
but signs
were not
really that scarce
obvious tears,
but-
“i will not hide you through this”
rings through my ears
i told it to you
i want you to help them,
please see
the bleeding heart
perched on my shirt
you have a heart?
i have you.
do or
die–
withdraw,
we hid in cold sweat
quivering lips,
ignore the remorse
gun stretching my hips
you’ll be a corpse
your blood on my lips
but what about
how
naming us children as it,
living in the wasteland–
as shit.
what about it?
we did it.
we did it
to shit–
we did it to it
this time you’ve tried
all that you can
from turning me red
but you put me to bed
instead.
i was still red
i had to change my attempt
but i had good intentions
going in
should i?
could i?
here we are
with your obsession
should i?
could i?
you can
but i’m scared.
crowned hopeless,
the article read–
living wasteland
this time you tried
all that you can
from turning me red,
but, I will not hide you through this
i want you to–
heave the silver
hollow sliver
piercing through another victim
turn and tremble
be judgmental
ignorant to all the symbols
cocaine, heroin
bring them all in.
blind the face
with beauty paste
eventually,
you’ll one day know
that i love you.
i love you too.
it wasn’t just obsession,
i just didn’t know what to do with it
cuz i was a kid
when i saw your source i drew a star and a key. you’re religion see? i would die for you.
that girl would do anything for me. it’s so hot.
