The Truth is beauty is only temporary, it’s a vessel to what comes later but it is never forever beautiful. I have seen beauty and adored it as you should, I’ve tasted beauty but sensed the poison that laid within.
Though it was beautiful while it lasted, all I’m left with now is poison.
I hear it sizzle in my vains while it’s quite at night, and I see it pollute my dreams as I sleep.
I still miss your beauty, but at least now I know better,
You kiss me with your mouth wide open like you’re not afraid of swallowing poison. I taste the good and bad in you and want them both. We call this bravery.
I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours