22:14 18/12/2018
lemon
lemon
knife
hitting
the rhythm
of lives
sour and sweet
drawing you in
you're captured
exactly where they wanted
lemon
lemon
pinch my eyes
let me cry out my thoughts
that i whimpered at night
let the knife slash the skin
of a lemon
for it has sinned
more that you can imagine
lemon
knife
knife
i apologise
if i leave you
behind
the sting has caught up to me
and i find myself running
i always wanted to be here
but never heard myself coming
and here i am
with two hands
holding
a lemon
and
a knife
lemon
you're so poor
watching over your other side
take examples from the knife
who only has themselves to fight
alone
or strong
the question remains
from your two hands
what would you choose
a knife
or a lemon
damage will be done
to your skin or to your brain
choose wisely or you might just
end up feeling the same
so with your heart so melodic
returning to the beat
pick what is less concerning
of a future that you can't see
lemon
lemon
knife
pick
another
life
since yours is too uncertain
and the curtains cannot hide
your lemon
and
your knife
22:22 18/12/2018
YOU ARE READING
petal poetry
Poetryyour flower face and rosy cheeks floral dress on petalled skin fast written poetry raw thoughts from my brain have a little piece of me and please enjoy your stay
