• This is not a love song.
    This isn't candy rain and lollipops
    Of spinning on the rooftops
    Of splashing into sunshine because you're in love.

    This is not a love song.



    This is not about love lost.
    Of shambling steps in eternal mourning,
    Of rain forever, incessant, pouring
    Because you're 16 and Fall Out Boy broke up.

    This is not about love lost.



    This is not about glorified suicide.
    About your "crimson" blood from a slit wrist
    (How many times have we HEARD this?!)
    Streaking over your soul-less faces.
    Please be more original about ultimate end.

    This is not about glorified suicide.



    This IS a wake-up call.
    This is me putting my foot down,
    To take a breath, to look around
    And see what little REAL poetry is intact these days.

    This IS a wake-up call.