Bee.Lover

The leaves fall down like routine, 

Their colors crisp and brown. 

I want to freeze this moment

When November comes around. 

I wanted to be yours,

I wanted to feel you close. 

I didn't just want to be friends,

I wanted to be wrapped up in your clothes. 

Now that I am yours, 

Rosalind, with the bedroom of her heart.

Rosalind, laughing alone among beauty. 

The mirror was laughing at her,

Behind her, looking straight through her. 

Rosalind left and discovered writing.

I wanna be okay,

I've been through so much pain

I've been brought up and broken 

Silenced and out spoken

I wanna be okay,

My life was flipped over

But now it's getting better

What you gave me everyday

Was never really love. 

It was toxic, poison, 

You stained my blood black.

All of your words

I realize were all lies. 

Even the ring on my finger

I run to the forest, 

The colors remind me

Of the color my eyes aren't. 

Your screams are still in my ears,

They still echo

Against the blank canvas out here.