Hydrangea

She Is Random

My mind is a melting candle

Burning, shrinking

A dying light.

I'm caught up in a slumber party

Trying to keep the alcohol away from Mr.Mind

While Ms.Heart won't stop crying

About her love stories and distress,

Might as well poison the both to release

Agony from their souls.

I've tried keeping a garden

But the daisies never liked the soil they were planted in

They always seem to run away the next morning,

Leaving shriveled up raisins in their place.

Slowly burning away...

Happy thoughts always slip my mind

Like paper leaving paper cuts while gliding away.

Blood trails at my feet

I never noticed it as a problem,

Until I turned my back to see

Strangers slipping and sliding

Across the wet floor,

While the ones I loved bath in the pool of my blood.

I covered myself with thorns,

Because roses look beautiful with them,

But while I was caught up with the image of beauty

The roses grew dehydrated from kindness and love

So I set them on fire

Watching them burn

Shrink away...

If only that was a possibility

To witness sins burn away from my flesh.