i don't know what my inspiration is. i'm listening to tori amos and talking to a friend, and i started writing that. and now it's here. rip me to shreds.
"bitter"
bleeding crimson
for her
for me again
bitter
so bitter
taste in my mouth
tender
so sweet
slips away
between fingers
out of my grasp
gone
she's gone
bitter
so bitter
taste in my mouth
she's gone