I tore off your petals.
Shoved them in my throat.
I choked and choked and choked
Until I managed to swallow down
The poison in the pretty pink petals of you.
.
I went back for the seeds,
Plucked them from you too.
They filled my stomach, infiltrated my blood,
Turned something in me sour and rotten,
Then bloomed with their fatal poison.
.
I hallucinated that you loved me.
The colors were vibrant.
Sweet on my tongue like hibiscus,
Soft in my belly like soup,
The world was pretty again.
.
And you were the prettiest.
A blooming flower amidst a field of thorns.
I waded into the violent sea,
Turned crimson from the waterfall down my flesh
But the injuries didn't land in my reality.
.
Because I was hallucinating
Pretty little dreams of you.
I was plucking your petals,
Eating your essence whole
And letting those poison seeds do their work.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Writer of the dark! Think of it like flipping rocks, the weird little stories underneath are my jam and jelly. Jam and butter? Just jam. Absolutely no use of AI in any of my works :)
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