petal poetry

lemon. lemon. knife.

22:14 18/12/2018

lemon
lemon
knife

hitting
the rhythm
of lives

sour and sweet
drawing you in
you're captured
exactly where they wanted

lemon
lemon
pinch my eyes

let me cry out my thoughts
that i whimpered at night

let the knife slash the skin
of a lemon
for it has sinned
more that you can imagine

lemon
knife
knife

i apologise
if i leave you
behind

the sting has caught up to me
and i find myself running

i always wanted to be here
but never heard myself coming

and here i am
with two hands
holding
a lemon
and
a knife

lemon
you're so poor
watching over your other side

take examples from the knife
who only has themselves to fight

alone
or strong

the question remains

from your two hands
what would you choose
a knife
or a lemon

damage will be done
to your skin or to your brain
choose wisely or you might just
end up feeling the same

so with your heart so melodic
returning to the beat
pick what is less concerning
of a future that you can't see

lemon
lemon
knife

pick
another
life

since yours is too uncertain
and the curtains cannot hide

your lemon
and
your knife

22:22 18/12/2018