A Spotify Playlist of Last Night’s Thoughts

I am sad

So sad

I. When the honey drips-

falling slowly bit by bit

deliriously like a song off my lips

Like it’s trying to exist

on more than just tongue tips

-by then, it’s too late

II. Nothing feels better than when I forgot-

No more screaming obscenities, heartfelt obscurities that echo

Like cries for help in an empty parking lot

Words in the deep dark depths of a gunshot

Like these heartbeats are solely an afterthought

-that’s when I feel only hate

III. I am purely a clone-

The sickness that kissed my skin is growing alone

Yet still blooming in crossbows

Sunflowers grasping from hipbones

The wisteria howling postponed

for I have but one message to loan

-I may look like eden, but there is no god nor gate

IV. My smile is morphine, one hit and your mine-

you’re told I’m enthralling, I’ll make you blind

my presence non-threatening, for I’m much too kind

you can’t help but kill the scream in my throat, sigh

touch my cheek and whine

-“it’s your fault I’m addicted darling, you’re jailbait”

V. So to answer your question-

Every inch of my insides is sending a message

“Run, Run, Run from the mention

Stand on the edge and jump to heaven

Weave the blade in your skin as a lesson

Grasp the thread sewn into the pit of your stomach and experience its rejection”

-so my answer dear friend is a dismissal

And a reminder not to ask again of my fate