(Ah, this was for the golden child fix I still have unfinished. Maybe i could share it with you if you like this concept?)
Rose hibiscus
Drain my sorrows down
Spilling tea into the sink
A feeling drink
As I watch it swirl
Love petal hurl
A garden in my throat
The sunlight passing in my life
Shines on these petals
Make then grow
Till I'm puking out words
Until I'm left crying alone
I'm always alone
Always the loving petal girl
Look at me
I'll give you the roses my heart grows
I'll give you everything
You are my everything
Let me give you the roses of my love
This parasite that's grown in my ch3st
This weed spilling out
The hot tea down the drain
I'm making trails with my love
A cliche opening scene
Made from the petals of my heart
Made from the grief of my love
Hold it up
Do you feel it too?
Do you feel that warmth
The heart my petals carry with them
I'm drowning in the budding feeling of love
I hate you
Yet…
I can't complain
Rose hibiscus tea
Spill down the drain
And take my heart with you
This brew made from my petals
Carry my love away
A disgusting sweetness
A lovely perfume
I hate you, but I'm drowning petals.
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Poetry Attempts
PoetryA small collection of the excuses I call poetry. I'm not a poet but if you need a light read, here you go
