hanahakis crimson garden
Inside me, a tempest rages -
flowers bursting through cracked ribs,
their thorns piercing deeper with every silent scream.
I choke on words unsaid,
swallowing the poison of quiet love,
letting petals tear through my lungs
until breath becomes a battleground.
you are the sun i cant reach -
bright and distant,
while i bleed this garden of pain,
thorns digging in like broken promises.
each cough drags blood and heartbreak,
a cruel harvest of longing and loss.
and i am suffocating beneath
the weight of flowers i can never give away.
im drowning in this silent scream,
a garden grown from sorrow,
where hope withers,
and love kills.
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