flowering magic

 
my tears fall desperately inside
you won't see me weep
after all I am an oddity
you  would stop and stare
and perhaps get some pleasure

my forlorn soul had to grow spikes
at a very young age
beauty is a free ticket to act any type of way
people will accept it

my lot is I'm normal looking
with a sunflower disposition
unless you push my buttons
then you will meet the dark that resides with me

my effort is great to keep people out of my dark stuff
it acts with it's own mind
because I am soft and never do anything to get even
they think I am acting softly

so they will move to protect my honor
talk to the flowers wild in the sun
that have bloomed in my soul
don't reach for the dark

I write what I hear
the demons came with me when I was born
they are given a bad reputation
but actually they are truth seekers above all else
I have an affinity for the heavy dark
I call it the hot stuff because it screams of past events

I am supposed to be honing my magic and I am
I will not touch the black occult stuff because it is dishonest
and there are many who wished they didn't dabble
you will never see evidence of my magic

I do purification rituals
sorry for those out there but is their choice to go
and the planets and the whole universe knew their intent
I have no coven and I do things naturally