I can give you my heart,
If you don't mind it broken
The scars are medals
And the pain is the token.

Please say you'll own it,
And keep it now and forever.
For that will be that last of myself,
I can give to another.

☕

These are the scars that scream, "too late",
And the voices no one knows.
My mind is a rush of treacherous thoughts
And my heart's a vintage clock.
When silence eats me I let peace devour
The bones and fragments of love
And when insanity kisses my lips,
I let it touch my soul once
And before eternity catches me.

☕

I don't trust myself anymore
To say that I did before
Neither words nor letters can pull me together
For happiness greeted me once, and vanished forever.