In my hearts of hearts
two bunny ears, flop sideways
around the heart sick- amor
I mean, the heart of the sycamore
through the hole
like in her head
She fell for him,
like Alice did for wonderland
Chasing a rabbit tail,
as she surrenders
into the unknown
Her eyebrows raised like a flag
Brazen
His eyes like two burnt holes in a blanket
Looking through me,
like a looking glass
You’re so beautifully imperfect
You’ve done nothing wrong
I won’t be able to love you,
Not even in the slightest
Reaction
You can’t see a hole in a ladder
Mad, madness, madder
than a hatter
His confidence like a house of cards
A queen can never be pawned
You will not always be loved
by those who say I love you
Being with you is as nauseating
as the spinning tea cup ride
Days will come, like a unbirthday
When I am bored of life
Arrogantly idle as a jabberwocky
Jabs cause hurt feelings
carelessness like a rabbit hole
Without a hint of incomprehension
internal conflict within myself
Discomfort by others hands
is lethal as a destroying angel
destroy you like rendering useless
Realization
You haven’t been in my shoes,
you can’t
fill my presence in a room
You can’t
walk the walk,
a mile in my soles would be too far
Don’t think you can show me
how to knot my laces
You can’t fray my confidence
I will let that butane burn
About the Creator
Saroyan Coles
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.



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