Beautiful things that fill my head
The moon
In the sky at midnight
Dark clouds
Spilling out
Everything they have
Arms
Wrapped
Around me
Warm and secure
Kisses
Not my first kiss,
The second one
When I knew what to do
Dreams
Lonely ones
Painted in dark blue
Graffiti walls
Spilling out the truth
Uncovered
Thighs,
Knees,
Shoulders too
Immodesty
The church frowns
At my Sins
Naked
Trees in the fall
Branches sharp
Their shadows
Arching
The wind blows
Winters
Coming
Skyrockets, airplanes
Things that fly
They all go somewhere
Everyone dies
My feet
End up on the
Rooftops of many buildings
My heart
Moves forward
I know exactly
What I'm doing
Butterflys piercing eyes
Shadows growing long
From razor blades
Scars are made
And I am staying strong
