march ² [poetry]

xii. the flower-drainer [vol. one]

good graces - sabrina carpenter
“because there's no one more amazing at turning loving into hatred.”

the ghost in my heart has a name
a stupid spelling mistake that you made
when you tried to buy me through fame
you do things my head can't explain

we dance between lines no one ever read
you wish you dream and you pretend
like i am dying smiling in your hands
you, my elevator almost reaching death

we get to the ground, standing in a gate
where do we go, will we stay seperate?
i caught the news, you're devil's favorite
to be satan's flower looks pretty delicate

we go on a journey to become our best
pretending like we just need time to rest
but a lovely field trip always escalates
and just like that, it all turned to hatred

push me to the side, i end up at bottom
drained because you compliment-forget
i think i'm a lily that got lost in a desert
safe beauty that you effortlessly withered

shoving lies into my throat until it's acid
mocking me with skill and i feel stupid
captured in a prison and still i believe it
easy escape but i'm too much of an idiot

hidden censure and throw-away disguise
i hope this email doesn't find you well
but, considering you're over it, it might
make me sick, then tell me to go to hell
darling, compared to you, hell is nice