Greater Good

Shards
of your sh at t ere d
soul
I kiss
to make it
better.
I cut my lips, tasted
my blood.
Nothing ever
tasted better.
My tongue burnt with
words
I wish I could say out
loud,
but I choked on my love and
died.
I hope I kissed all your pain
away.
At least your next
lover
won't wither like me.
your
tomorrow will be a better
day.