Hope

Backseat

For the hearts that love and the souls that hurt, you will find your way back home. 

Like a magma in a fury forming a lava, I was a kettle screaming burning like fire. 

 We were in the backseat, drinking liquors until we both get drunk, but you told me you'd drive me home safely. Was I not safe in my own home? 

In the luxury of things, vibrant chandeliers gleaming, I wore the necklace that you gave me. I knew I was the most beautiful girl you've ever seen, wearing your kisses as my tattoos, your touches as my hickeys, and your whispers as my earrings. 

 Back when we were in the backseat, rearview mirrors looking at how intimate we went. My face lit up with rapture as you told me to close my eyes and wait. I knew you'd bring me a ring. Like a flame burning into fire, my heart beamed with sheer excitement. You put it on my finger, told me to wear it always. And I swore I was a bride you made more stunning in all ways.

Flashbacks when we were in the backseat, drinking liquors til our worries were gone. The future we make is the past that we haunt. And we look for a temporary shelter, fooling ourselves to think it's a home. Like a ground shaking in an earthquake, my world shattered and I could feel my knees shake. Arms wobbling, I look for a strength in you so I wouldn't be buried deep in the ground of your foolishness. 

 In a maelstrom of lurkers looking for a heart to kill, I caught a predator stealing my innocence. Lights were flashing and chandeliers gleaming, I wore the necklace that you put on me. Now I'm taking it off as I jump on a hill. Deep down I want you to stay, or pull me, and catch me as I fall. But I fell on a chasm with your strings detaching from my wall. 

 Back when we were on the backseat, sharing intimacy with the rearview mirror as the mirror of our unspoken love, looking at us with a deafening silence of letting me go. and just like a magma in a fury, forming a lava, I was a kettle screaming in red flames like a mad man. I kept you like a sacred secrecy, while you kept me like a flawed love quick to be temporary. 

 Flashbacks when you drove me home, I wish I said I could walk myself home. I wish I drank the alcohol when you restricted me, so I could taste the bittersweet aftermath of getting fed with lies, only to be wrecked like a havoc with no drugs to tame.

You captivated me with something I thought was safety. But you tamed me with something lethal only to leave me so lost and scared. What a lurker of innocents you are. I would never fall in love again.