i sometimes flash back
to the smell of your cologne
and i am afraid.


kneeling to my god.
in order to cleanse myself,
i am disgusted.


snowflakes glitter on
your outstretched hands, both palms up.
you give me hope, dear.

"romantic cheesiness" (slightly deviating from proper format)

i thrive in the dark;
you are a morning person.
we'll meet in the middle.

"inner battle"

"you're just not enough."
"well, you'll always be too much."
(voices in my head.)