Beautiful mess
Not a patch of emotion
No hunger for living
Red on my hands
Stained forever
Let’s pretend
Let’s wipe the slate clean
I can do that
It’s easy
Pink thunder
Darkened hope
Poisoned lust
Contagious jealousy
Uncontrollable anger
Out of touch with earth bound anxieties
Out for blood
I’m consciously floating above my body
I’m so strong
On a high
Out of reach from anyone’s grasp
That’s what I call safe
Such coveted tragedy
Leaving
Nothing’s in plane sight
Non expected rhythms of intensity
You can’t detect
Like light waves
You shouldn’t try to
You don’t know me
You won’t know me
You can’t know me
Until you know of my beautiful mess
