rose tinted glasses

manicpixiegothgirl

manicpixiegothgirl

her face is truly divine
she insists she's fine
an ageless wine
but I know her kind
I have her mind

a morbid beauty
a work of art
across the canvas a jet black start
her brain is like her heart
cold and dark
void and stark
and it's the empty silence of a moonlit park
where she coats her skin with a sugary farce

angel,
my poetic love
I'll pick you up
and we'll get drunk
on stolen wine and wanderlust

so go tell your dad he's not enough
and give your mom a dismal hug

we will run amok with our broken luck
under the influence of wonder drugs
made to help our heads reconstruct
as our hearts continue to self destruct

-Sol