pale eyes 

shrill soul,

prancing from one to the other 

residing in everyone 

except me. 



monumental figure 

raunchy shoulders 

insists he cherishes me 

so i unfold in him, 

only him. 



we fall in love 

like any two souls 

or i think we fall in love 

i’m not sure anymore..



molds me into perfection,

strains me into figment.

gags me when he’s bored, 

enjoys me when he’s alone.

when we're alone..



i sparkle for him 

chirp and howl for him 

please him in any way possible 

too addicted to quit him 

who am I without him? 



soon, he deletes my name  

classifies me other 

i abandon my name,

at least he’s having fun 

i guess.



when i tell him my nights are duller 

he suggests a candle

when i tell him my scratches are sharper 

he suggests a lantern.

finally,



when I tell him my days are numbered 

he stops counting.



i'm sorry



i promise to improve 

to hide better 

to weep quieter 

to die faster 



and the “relationship” evolves 

he nibbles two other girlfriends and me on the side 



He sips me slowly 

until i'm hallow 

vacant



i leave, 

eventually



i’m a misery 

a fallacy 

a travesty 



Too hard to love. 

never enough. 



he leaves,

eventually



sneaks a part of me with him 

never felt whole since,



hey ____ , it's true

i know i’m too hard to love, too.