the night crawls
dark, cold, hungry
still moonlight brights
shines when no one's around
brave knight in the night
i let armor protect me
safe from the unforseen
sideways stabs
all attacks
but with soft hands you
remove my hard shell
i didnt ask you to
i didnt want you to
without silver
i'm easy to break
cut, slit, unmake
by your hands i am so weak
though you are sweet
you have such deep capabilities
to hurt me
a knife's kiss is all it'll take
my life on the stake
you do what you want to me
heat or cool me
boil or freeze me
or keep me comfortably warm
left wondering if warmth is worth
glaciers forming in the dark
needles of frost in my lungs
icecubes in my bones
rose in my hand
mine, only mine
blood red and alive
flourishing with power
individuality
creativity
but when i am with you
the flower turns blue
fulfilled and calm
petals flow like an ocean
waves, sand, soft flowing
i used to love my river of blood
my thick stream
full of gleam
i didnt need you to change me
you almost bring me back
to a the past
before my color
before my blooming
was it all for nothing?
are my petals still good enough
am i back to rotting flowerbeds
was i ever flowing trough the forest
looking up at sunshine through leaves
or did i just trick myself?
i like the passion and ambition in red
i like warnings and i like adventures
does your love make me
someone i dont want to be?
is the blue a sign of rotting
a sign of death
or is it okay to be something new
although it isnt exactly what you wanted to
i dont know what to do
though i love you
i'm tired of war with me
war with you
i need balance
purple obduction
lavender concoction
to make me some of what i was
and some of what you make me
