xx. a botanical garden found poisonous [tw]

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by autumnscomet

by autumnscomet

fault line - gracie abrams

a love like a bouquet of thorns, shouldn't it feel like deep red blossoms?
they're not the flowers they once were, it's just my poisened heart now
left alone in a blind alley, filled with murders that live in the creaping dark

and hell, i tried optimism, but it scared the shit out of me
because i tend to screw up things that could evolve into what's good for me
if i go explore postive things, i'd have to leave my comfort zone
doesn't that feel kinda threatening?

my inner monologue is a traitor
overcompensating, printing out advices that are filled with betrayel
what a shame that i let you do the exact same thing to me
i've been praying for a while now that you did it unintentionally

because you chased your idea of me until you finally changed me
and the hurt-people-hurt-people followed quickly after everything
now it kinda turned around and i don't know what to expect
because i've known the bad so well, that i'm too scared to not take it back

isn't it funny how we almost choose the things we know might kill us
and in the end deny that we have ever held a grudge