Gummie Bruises Roar.

Hearing from you has made my heart quiver violently;
Crimson gummie bears and white cells made of rust.
We haven't spoken like this in so may months,
Blackened lips finding some sores anew.
Kiss them like oceans do the shore in hurricanes,
They'll bust the syllables out.
And you're calling me sweeter sayings,
Names I have longed to have again.
Some one picked my daisy in the lot,
Tore the petals to find her love and she was broken.
And a part of me is terrified everyone's right…
But I'm just as twisted as you are, so confusions a dinosaur.
But I know I feel the sun rising into my head,
And I want to feel calm as the day I knew I was alright.