Love is a forbidden treasure
drawn by children in candy stores
Lost is the map to get there
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Era
That time I burned the top of my foot with boiling water
wasn't nearly as painful as the year that led up to my wrist tattoo
They both hurt like hell
One was an accident, the other
a temporary lapse in good judgement
Both are scars and both are permanent
Reminders
that smell like rain and feel like a stumped toe
Familiar, brand new, and already bruised
I hope I never get burned again
wasn't nearly as painful as the year that led up to my wrist tattoo
They both hurt like hell
One was an accident, the other
a temporary lapse in good judgement
Both are scars and both are permanent
Reminders
that smell like rain and feel like a stumped toe
Familiar, brand new, and already bruised
I hope I never get burned again