My Yellow Sunflower 🌻☀️⛈️
you are my pretty yellow sunflower
who gives me the willpower,
to stand up tall, no more coward
and shine bright like early morning hours,
after years of stormy rain showers
you are my pretty yellow sunflower
who gives me the willpower,
to stand up tall, no more coward
and shine bright like early morning hours,
after years of stormy rain showers
With our hearts conjoined
and our fingers interlinked
we slowly merge, colliding
our bodies creating friction
sparks fly, our sweat
evaporates and the fire
between us quickly increases
molding us beautifully together
until we are one
i am so broken,
sadness has become my comfort
the dark is all I know,
so to light i am stubborn
sometimes a life full of
happiness and love, i wonder
but my worn out heart
no longer beats or flutters
each day is torture,
however i know what to expect
so any form of joy,
i simply reject
and the dark rainy clouds,
I willingly accept -
because anytime
happiness came along
disappointment would
intercept…
my depression holds me into a state of paralysis
but this is much safer given my analysis
how can i be hurt if i just lay rotting?
there's so much danger around and people are always
plotting
being alone means there is no one i can burden
because i am a destructive failure, i am certain
it appears my hands have become necrotic and dead
everything i touch, i destroy because my head -
is a place of pure darkness and pollution
for this, i am unable to find a resolution
so i stay stuck and have it consume me -
swallowed whole happiness feels like it is intruding…
A smile that can illuminate a thousand pitch black
skies
and dark chocolate hues scattered across her
espresso eyes,
distracting me from her sweet, sugar coated lies -
spilling from her cherry stained lips without any try
Her hug gripped me tightly like a garden of thorny
vines,
crushing each vertebra into pieces from my
weakened spine -
just to shape and mold me into her perfect design
leaving my entire existence solely up to her desire
She is my savior
and my ultimate creator
To her, I repent my sins
and gracefully surrender my wins
I worship her day and night,
from dark to light
I give her all of myself
and leave nothing for anyone else
I eat, sleep and breathe her
until my sense of self blurs
I am diseased, I fear
and her love is my only cure…
She is my savior
and my ultimate creator
To her, I repent my sins
and gracefully surrender my wins
I worship her day and night,
from dark to light
I give her all of myself
and leave nothing for anyone else
I eat, sleep and breathe her
until my sense of self blurs
I am diseased, I fear
and her love is the only cure
I struggled to look her in the eyes..
They were big, brown and undeniably
persuasive.
Even just one glance sends me into a deep
hypnotic and unforgiving trance.
The shiny but promising glimpse in her
beautiful eyes sang sweet lullabies to my
feigning soul.
I indulged heavily in this angelic song, as
each tune precariously danced through my
vacant mind and out my beating heart.
Her gaze will forever be embedded into my
daydreams...
Beautifully bound core to core,
I helplessly ponder upon myself -
I have been here before…
You smell of absolute familiarity,
a scent of comforting warmth -
or a scent of pure rarity.
My hands imprinted in your skin,
resembling ancient fossils from long ago -
an old past love I cannot pin
or an overwhelming sense of déjà vu.
I cannot wrap my mind around this,
in another lifetime I have loved you.
My pillow knows me better than anyone else
as it has beared every ounce of pain I felt
My silent screams lurked inside soft feathers,
and underneath was filled with unsent letters
Nightly waterfalls of soft, tear soaked fabric
holding all of my sorrow and feelings of tragic
Holding up my weakened neck as I rot into despair
while I whisper the secrets I would never share
I do not have a closet full of skeletal bones
instead they are hiding in my pillow kept
close…
A smile that can illuminate a thousand pitch black
skies,
and dark chocolate hues scattered across her
espresso eyes
distracting me from her sweet, sugar coated lies
spilling from her cherry stained lips without any try.
Her hug gripped me tightly like a garden of thorny
vines,
crushing each vertebra into pieces from my weakened
spine
just to shape and mold me into her perfect design
leaving my entire existence solely up to her desire.
You are my pretty yellow sunflower
whom gives me the willpower
to stand up tall, no more coward -
and shine bright like early morning hours,
after years of stormy rain showers.