THERE IS ACID IN MY BLOOD
THERE ARE TOXINS IN ME
THERE IS VENOM IN MY LIPS
SO PLEASE STAY AWAY FROM METHERE IS CHAOS IN MY VEINS
I WILL SHOW YOU WITH MY KNIFE
I WILL BRANDISH MY SHARP WORDS AT YOUR SOFT HEART
I WILL NOT FLINCH AT TAKING YOUR LIFELEAVE ME LEAVE ME LEAVE ME
I DO NOT CARE FOR WHAT YOU FEEL
I ONLY MEAN TO PICK YOU LIKE AN ORANGE
AND DISPOSE OF YOUR PATHETIC PEELGET OUT MY ARMS DO NOT WANT YOU HERE
GET AWAY FROM ME YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A HEART TOO EASILY CRUSHED
I DO NOT WANT YOUR SOFT FINGERS ON ME OR TO FEEL THE WARMTH THAT FILLS ME WHEN I SEE YOU'VE BLUSHEDPLEASE GO AWAY I DO NOT WANT YOU
(i need you please don't go)
YOU ARE JUST A TOY AND I WAS BORED
(you are the most real dream i've ever had and my mother always told me dreams are nightmares in disguise)
I AM THE HEART COLLECTOR YOUR HEART WAS FUN TO CATCH
(don't believe me, don't believe me i just can't hold you without thinking my mother gave me wine as a child to poison my heart enough to kill what i love)
YOU ARE JUST ANOTHER BAG OF BONES PRETENDING TO BE A PRINCE
(your humanity frightens me - my mother once told me that the more your heart leaps and tries to run to someone - the faster you have to run away)I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND
I HAVE LIVED MY WHOLE LIFE IN THE COMFORT OF MYSELF
I DO NOT NEED YOU TO MAKE ME WHOLE
I DO NOT WANT YOU(i make myself as whole as i can but there are pieces of you that make me fill the specks inside of me that i cannot reach alone
i'm lying i am a prisoner to my castle of isolation and you make me feel less like the queen of murdered hearts -
but -
my mother is always in my head and i cannot forget what she said
as a little girl i once gathered a butterfly infested with ants and plucked them till she was free
she was so weak that i held her while she drank from flowers and sugary water
when she left i cried - i had fallen in love with her tiny white wings and curled tongue
my mother had came to me and said:WHEN GIVEN THE CHANCE NEVER CHOOSE THE ONE YOU LOVE FOR THEY WILL BE YOUR END)
- and so I want you gone because I am known for murdering hearts and giving the bodies a map to a transplant hospital but you - you could murder me and i cannot live with a broken heart
YOU ARE READING
STARLESS EYES
Poetryto the boy who wanted nonfiction but who I gave poetry to. these are poems I never gave to you. All rights reserved © 2017 immortalitatis- cover by my lovely friend @hurtcopain