sins

My hideous soul 

will paint yours with sins 

I have committed them

More than seven

what's good in a companionship 

it will drag you 

to your end 

I have been dragged down 

I testify with my broken bones 

and my bruised skin 

Walking with me 

will be walking down

the thorny path

bare foot 

but more than so, 

the path I trace

are the vile unknown

wildernesses

desire wasn't the thing

that brought them here 

it was the altered personality 

who needed the win 

the trophy 

the game 

and henceforth they played 

the perfect little game 

chewed the heart like the

mint candy bought from

the empty streets 

but it was my yes afterall

that changed the game 

for me and for them

And it isn't the same anymore 

for me and for them 

so darling I warn you

none of my stories were true

none of my stories ended good

none of it, was for me 

none of it, was happy 

still, if you wanna be the moth 

I will be your pyre 

caressing you with 

the gentleness left.

cause I burn all night 

waiting for you and

weaving the possibility 

of our impossibilities.

-jessika