
A storm takes place in my chest
Then finally
It rains
And my heart is watered
I prayed for flowers this time
For I had to drown my heart
to kill the weeds that grew here last time
My tongue decides to move
I speak
I tell you goodbye
I don't want to mean it
But I must choose to be happy
My heart and I, we lost the battle
And you lost me
Godspeed to me
and my flowers
May I find my smile in the gutters
If I could clench onto the stars in your eyes any longer
I'd choose not to
I have found my own stars
I have found a love that is all for my own
About the Creator
functional junkie
art, poetry and 9am shots.




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