Wicked Miss

Internal Aggression Capsize in the cavity of my chest And fever this frost that tapers the flame. The death of me sweeps too fast under the gray And the eyes milk over the motions of today And I fear it will conquer this starving root. As I’ve tried eyes past lids to twist the bitter out of my pallid. I’ve cast this hope in gold and bound it in steel wire teeth Against these tides I want the gray to know what’s mine I want this beast to know my blood from its heat And the way it brews against the coils of my veins. For all that I own In flesh and bone I want it know it I want it to fear it. I wrote this about overcoming panic attacks.

I remember it was 4 months into our relationship. We would do this thing where we would write "I adore you" on eachother's hands but we had never said it to eachother. Then one day I was getting ready to leave his house and I said it. He looked at me and gave me the softest smile and said he "I love you too". It was beautiful. Wicked Miss