zebrasindenver

Why use 10, when 1 could hurt just as beautifully.

i don’t even know how to feel now

 knowing that love has not left me

not hiding should come first

and not hurting next

just allowing

the wolf stalks the streets
carrying blades in its mouth
there is no way to leave him behind
he will be in your house tonight
waiting in your bed
to take a bite of your flesh
and give you nothing but hurtful love
the only way he knows

i have given away so much evil in my days

that i am now willing to look for better

for you

being me

becoming better than i can be

beautiful and other worldly

this snowstorm of love

falling on a city of me