Coat my cuts in glitter,
My scars in glitter glue.
Romanticize nights I
Spend making each one new.
Dye my blood gold, dye my
Tears blue, and watch me
As I plan the end of
My life on a big screen.
Tears sting your eyes as you
Imagine what must be
Going through my head- what
Sad and tragic beauty.
Tie my noose with daisies-
A daisy chain of dread.
A sweet representa-
Tion of bitter in my head.
Write about funerals
And loved ones crying "no".
Ignore how real it is
And keep watching your show.
They coat cuts in glitter,
Your scars in glitter glue.
But nothing that they say
Will ever define you.
29/09/2016
C.J.
