edit: This poem might trigger someone.
I don't want that, so I'm putting this warning...
A revolving door of ghosts
morphing into new members...
Oceans of barricades
and skies of fences...
Her body felt heavy pressing on the cold floor,
for the moon forgot to shine his light...
Something in your words stands out,
whether pushed into low punctuation...
When you hid behind
the beauty of your mask...
Around our axis we rotate
Almost 1000 miles per hour...
I thought I was
beautiful while...
Drowsy water hangs suspended,
Reluctant to fall...
Lilly was just a young woman of nineteen,
Forced to marry a man for reasons unforeseen...
Radioactive in my emotions
Agonizing over the root of my...
I played a game of cards with God on the day that...
And I couldn't win a single hand...