Begin with a breath

let the air fill you

Pull the cool metal

Like no one has before you

‘A mess’

‘Filth’

Wait till they’ve seen a mess at its best

At the hest of someone finally fed up

Like staring at the sun

Like you know things have yet to become

See that ‘Mess’ come alive infront of you

Something you only dreamed in your lonesome of coming true

You’ve created a monster

I’ve created a monster

We all have created a monster

But who?

Letting fester instead of bloom

After all what is a girl silent

If not pretty like violet

And a monster

If not something to boil till eruption

You nor ‘your mess’ can be comforted

A girl and her monster, who she will not let be beheaded.