You ruined me with poison flowers. Bright colors and enders that gave off precious light. Encapsulated me in your fabricated vision; neon audacity. How could I be so blind? I hurt and I hurt and I hurt, then let others in expecting a different result. Do I have a sign across my heart that reads "destroy at all costs"? Am I begging for maleficent outcomes? An open soul that stands as a perfect breeding ground for all things heavy. Funny how I am not disappointed in you for breaking me, only myself for failing to notice until it was too late.
self reflection is a beautiful damnation; t.s.










