Killer Lines

Ethereal seraph she may pretend
Yet by mortality condemned 

Leaving the broken body
To carry the weight of day

Practice my handwriting on my skin
So I can be a perfect grownup someday

This is just another note I’ll never send
Love your best friend

Color is lost on me
For that elegantly named adjective deceives

Cold red roses once so warm
Stand as solitary as you

Hate the plastic faces
But they’re broken too

I can’t say goodbye
Because to me she will never die

So how do you say no
When you see yourself in a stranger
That just keeps falling down
Scarred they’re gonna drown

Die with no stupid glory

Because she needs to be beautiful
To prove to him she is

Words written mean more than those spoken
Lies on paper just keep shattering

My long sleeves in summer
As out of place as me not alone