Exes

accepting the roses, ignoring the thorns

focusing on one day of sunshine, forgetting all of the storms

held hostage in his garden of guilt

locked door, inside the house for me he built

i tried to kick it down, but it would never open

naive to think my spread legs could heal his broken

mistaking anxiety for butterflies

fell in love with a warning sign

everyone asked me why did i stay for so long?

how did i not notice anything was wrong?

this was true love i was led to believe

i got too far in, that i was not able to leave

when i tried, he threatened me with a gun to his head

i feared being the result of finding him dead

i could not live knowing that i made him pull the trigger

when i now look back, it makes my spine shiver