EXPECT TOO MUCH

There's deer girls here with their sad eyes accusing you of hurting them. of abusing them, loving and leaving them, making them love you right back and stepping on their begging fingers that reach for you. On their tired feet.
You're pulling them up by the hair, they're pleading and you're petting their heads to calm them down.

We're poisonous flowers.
We're the life you want dangling right in front of your face.
You keep grabbing, grasping, swatting at us, but nothing is coming.
You know nothing will be there tomorrow either.

prev || frwd