These thoughts are nothing but cancerous
But the familiarity of melancholy is comforting
And I’m trying to be okay
I’m trying to forget and move on
But it can’t be helped
Because this sadness is all I know
“I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. ” Frida Kahlo
…for Heather…
Thorns…
with every ounce of pain and regret…
more and more thorns cover my heart
making it deadlier to the touch..
im cursed with these thorns
they’re all over me
covering my soul
even my memory
but then i finally remembered
Thorns are the protectors… of that which is Flawless and Beautiful.
now i know why you too are covered in thorns.








