05 28 2018

When it rains it pours,


Real life experiences translated into metaphors


The cuts from his tongue my bodyโ€™s worn,


Fragile- delicate but still Iโ€™m not a woman scorned.


See this journey Iโ€™m up for,


Another show on this heartbreak tour,

The salty water which pours,


From my beautiful hazel soul,


Canโ€™t cleanse the walls of my distorted ocean floor.


Cracked and broken,


Vines unwrapped,


My levees open,


Something deeper than shallow is what I was hoping,


The ropes around my heart are slowly unroping,


I thought I was a mermaid,

But under water,

Iโ€™m chocking.

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