Bittersweet

Bites her lip and closes her eyes holds in poison and gasps for lack of words The sunflowers on the window sill have wilted from the density of emotions contained in one room one room where she finds her peace one room where she finds her demons one room where she lies awake one room where she goes to rest one room where she found herself and one room where she lost it all she looks into the mirror and says, "it's a bittersweet life," and sighs as she's choked with irony only one person has ever made these brown eyes turn blue it's you.