Scars Over Eyes

All of my wounds
Real or unreal
Cover my eyes

How can I tell
If what I see
Is true or untrue?

Rose Petals

Your petals so delicate
To be tended to, nurtured, cared for
Free to bloom and radiate outward
For all to bask in
Yet I want to grasp and possess
In the only way I know how
With tightest of clenched fists
Bleeding, throbbing, longing
Seething, insatiable thirst
Each squeeze of desire
Thorns impale deeper and deeper
Into this flesh and beyond

With this hunger
There is no in between
There is no middle way
The paths are clear
Holding on Or letting go,
I suffer