Chewing gum

As a child sex was my safety blanket 

A blanket you tried to suffocate me with 

And now I find it is just easier to lie

Under it

And let you steal my breath

So we can both be absent 

No matter who I'm with 

Moving on

My body is a flower garden- and from now on only the sacred are allowed to water my plants. To those who entered my gates, ripped my roses off their stems, planted weeds where my tree of life grows, painted my daisies red and killed all of my bees.... you are fucking dead to me.