Cliche
To say
that no one compares
as your name leaves my mouth
my lungs gasp for air
This is truth
as every moment of my day
revolves is some way
around this souls' cry
for suicide
but believe you me
I'm not leaving honey
I want to burn alive
in hopes that someone better
is buried inside
To cleanse myself of the ashes
Maybe then these limbs would be worthy of you
This is honesty
So brutal it's tough to express
But I'll try
I promise every day I'll try
I will tell you that
the stars remind me of your hips
That the cool breeze touches like your kiss
that being in your arms
is merely the result of the purist wish
There aren't words for this
Today I feel alive
Thank you for that