i. (i wish i could write the way you do)
i'm screaming like winter and tears in the dirt
snowflakes of silence and i can't keep my footing,
slipping, sliding, nothing to catch me with secrets
on my forehead in red sharpy ink, suicide in my pocket
in crumpled up papers of smudged graphite death.

ii. (darling, darling, you're not making sense)
ripples in the water when you tried to skip stones
the horizon was burning but the flames looked so pretty
and i watched with a smile while every rock sank, gone
to the bottom with the mud and the fish; don't you think
eternity is too long a time to never see the sky again?

iii. (touch me like October and the brown falling leaves)
swirling in the air while my feet drown in the grass
and razor blade promises lying smashed on the table
skin branded with kisses as i shed my innocence
like a snake in the road, reptilian cold-blooded, not even
human, fingernails clawing at rotting yellow flesh.

iv. (ice cold betrayals, and the truth hurts so much)
empty faced stares, you're (too) different from us
this daughter of the apocalypse, child of the blind
lips blue in agony; these days i'm too scar(r)ed to breathe
tragedy in my eyes, hatred stained across my sleeve
bitter venom on my teeth like the decay of your tongue.

v. (throat burning with acid, bile in the toilet bowl)
can i vomit my illusions the way you choked on your hope
desecration is reality and the rest is just a myth
but hold me (like) i'm dying against the grey-brown dawn
fading rainbows beyond the rooftops, stars awash in sorrow
and the sky cracks to pieces when i reach for the sun.