Paved

Kiss me in the places that hold memories of him. Let me trail my fingers over your skin and see how much you want me.  

Keep my shattered soul. In pretty little pots. 

Label each one fragile and act suprised when they dont fit back together. 

And tell anyone who asks you only of my kindest moments and if they question about the rough edges,

Dont explain the monsters in my mind. 
And if they ask you am I happy, keep the anwsers short. No one words, cause they wont work. 

If you feel the need, to really ask the question. To pry apart the walls and find your way inside my heart again, I warn you of the things. That grow in the darnkess. Flora to eat your happiness and the fauna to fill you with anxiety. 

Remember, you may leave this place and follow paths a new, to quote a man of greatness, “I took the road less traveled by” and mines been paved with heartache.

Changes

​And when you look into the mirror,

Do you see the person you imagined would look back at you? Or are these scars shining like beacons. A broken facade. 

Those childish plans of kids and marriage and a big house. Darling, can you hear the voices? They started out as quite as a mouse but God, they speak out now. 

For better or for worse. This person is you. 

The face of failed promises and lies. The one who finds it easy to leave people bleeding. 

The one who turned out like everything she wanted to avoid. 

And you can’t even have the drugs, Cause the words you screamed in anger at fifteen now apply. 

“Honey, the drugs never work!

And you remain in silence. 

Cause what the point in speaking out? 

The goodness inside you isn’t what it used to be. Its clear for anyone to see. 

As the years pass by you become more hollow. 

How long until it all breaks?