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Voilà anon, for you…
Fortuitous escape from inevitability
Venerable to the charms intact
Healed are the cracks and ridges
Forgotten are the spurred attacks
Ever the optimist, I fall from my nourishing roots
In hopes that the soil would cradle me
And render me hostile of your fires.
But I’m itching to allay your frivolous fears—
To torture the desires which haunted me
Love has no caution, and hate no relief.
I long to diminish the anger; it feeds and feeds and feeds.
Did I frighten your unlit shadow—
With hopeful memoirs of pleasant days
Amongst nights of listless wind gusts?
Yet I covet the fastidious infatuation
With the gingerly care of imperial whim
I wish to preserve the hope; it fades and fades and fades.
Fortunate results from my unveiling
Of the fireflies within your molten heart
Broken are the puzzle pieces in my mind
Burrowed in the jumbled trains of thought
You place venom in flowers;
A white rose covered in thorns
Adorns a vase of empty space
As your ending turns forborne
A hatred that all pain devours
With the aversion of a wraith
Snaked it’s way upon your spine
And rewrote your cursed fate
A viperous decision fiercely glowers
Upon your cruel, unrighteous wrath
The illness deemed to butcher you
Is the lunacy your body masked
The petals keep dwindling down
And finally lie upon my window sill
I laugh at all the fallen blossoms
And your wretched, wicked will