I've tamed your beast
So now you leave me to rest
I serve you no purpose anymore.
Beauty, you wrote my name on your walls,
But you don't know me at all.
The graphite squeaks when you draw the faces that aren't mine, over Nova.
You are wrapped so tightly in the sun,
Your skin singed and wrinkled and burnt.
But it always comes back to warm you.
You are so sick, can't you see?
My ghost can't speak to you when you're in the sun
Get out!
I want to scream at you.
I want my screams to shatter your world,
Just like you shattered mine.
You should come see the moon sometime
