Talent

the blood that rushed throughout veins

from birthing of child

to matching the pitched in which the doorbell praises

I wonder if it all meant something.

or distinctly destroyed by factors outplayed.

Talent

the decipher of a baby's tears.

nights I've stayed up.

wary and woed

vicious blood

bleed straight from my soul

Take away my special

and carry me the defensibly.

as the girl next to me

who worships the grave

Talent

is the difference

between violets and roses.