Tonight
I stood in front of the mirror
Bottle in hand
The world as blurry as my feelings.
Someone please help me

You reached into my ribcage
And pulled out my heart
And the second it rested in your hands
It started to fall apart.
Everyone who’s ever held it
Broke it a little more
Leaving it more fragile
Than it ever was before.
My heart is way too delicate
And it has too many cracks
And the pieces didn’t fit quite right
When they were put back.
You took one look and made a face
And put it back into my chest
And said, “I’m sorry this will never work
But I wish you all the best”.
I wasn’t mad, I didn’t cry,
I was almost fine,
After all who could love
Such an ugly heart like mine.

As the smoke clears
I am left with the perfect image
Of the destruction I caused.
Here the air is heavy,
The weight of my mistakes
occupies all of the space in my lungs.
And tonight,
As I stand alone,
The urge to etch my flaws
Into my skin
Overwhelms me.
It craves the kiss of cold metal.
I am fighting a never ending battle
And my body keeps the score.

I am forever walking a tightrope
Between feeling nothing
And feeling everything.
I don’t know what’s worse,
Drowning in a sea of endless despair
Or never feeling the rain
Cleanse my soul again.

He leaves little wild fires
As he trails his fingers along my skin
And softly breathes life back into me.
Is this love?

He finds beauty
In all of the ugliest corners
Of my existence
And trails kisses on my scars
Sweetly,
Tenderly.
His lips plant flowers
In the cracks of my skin
Until nothing but beauty remains

It wasn’t until I met you
That I realized people
Are supposed to live
In your heart.
That’s why it has chambers.