Short. Concise.
Cut off my hands And sew my mouth tight There’s only one piece You can’t take cuz I’ll fight
Now you say I can’t speak Yes that statement is true But I still have ways to talk Believe me — I do
You see, love is a language Far greater than any If you leave me my heart I can still love many.
"Listless Rainbow" written when my divorce initiated
My flowers have lost their vibrant hue My eyes only see in shades of blue The tears that flow are of blood red The wounds are deep from what was said A heart of gold now a dull brown In a sea of gray, my sorrows drown My surroundings now an empty black How many cuts? I’ve since lost track Each new one has a crimson gleam Trickling down in a steady stream I hope & pray for my once happy life Maybe someday you’ll end my strife.
*I did not self harm, it was just for dramatic poetry purposes