Dilute my the bitter bile and lavender petals rolling down my throat

Every petal melting with the bile water making a lake of sobbing bleeding pups

Sorry for everything as you sit whipping your family into submission and trial

Echoing sounds of the whip like jagged black rotten teeth

Reading into every crack and whimper from the pained snouts along the popper

Vote into a crime you didn’t have to commit all your decisions are your own

Easter coming as rotten roses sit on your window sill from your fog of sloth

Delegating your own dogs on strings to puppet your every need

Every time spring arrives you come out of your mounded hole

Saddened by your own choices or at least you pretend to be so

Trying to forget is so easy for you when your never wrong isn’t it

Reddening at the fact that you aren’t needed anymore and now just a burden

Açaí glistening as poison drips from its skin down into your roots

Never seeing your wrongs until it’s too late and glossing the poison over

Giving them glass posing as gems of your heart as an apology

Even now you can’t tell your own feelings from theirs

Mothering children that aren’t your own and never ever were

Embracing the fruit and your knees failing to get up from your own begging posture

Not willing to live anymore due to the lack of control wrapped around your lungs

Terror finally can greet you with your own gift as your left only the hands of him