Maybe
If I tore open my chest
And let my soul come bleeding out
To seep into the cuts
Ingraved deeply on your hands
I would soak in so deep
You would have no choice but to
Taste me
In every breath you took
See me
In the darkness behind your eyelids
Feel me
In every spine-tingling chill
That made you feel so much more alive
And maybe
Just maybe then
You could finally feel
What is like
To be connected to someone in such a way
That you think they live beneath your skin

The words are stretched
Over a long, nasal pitch.
Eyes swimming in tears
At the ready to stream down.

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme...

But it is not given
And the flood is unleashed
The mouth stretches wide
To release another cry
And it is again pondered
When sleep will be gotten this night

MINE!

But it is not
Not that it matters
As the snot has already begun to flow
Just as profusely as the tears

Why a toddler?
What was I thinking?
It seems she'll never
Ever stop whining

keep it one hundred babe
we both know, I'm not the only one..
but when I'm there, you treat a *****
real good
and that's probably why I always come
so lie to me, lie to me, lie to me
so sweet
cause I don't ever want to imagine
all the other ****** like me
ever had a chance, to get in your pants
so tell me that the ***** is mine, yeah
tell me, tell me baby, that its all mine

When I fall you better catch me,
  cause my pains just one more chore,
hear to there I'm out the door,
I look up and no one there.
If you listen might just care.
easy nice is there a Christ?
where's my friends that really knew me?
wheres my friends that never threw me?...
My buddies the ****** the cudis
Nd the all around nuttys,
Keep me safe through out the night watch my boys get down and fight,
always trust I be alright got my ****** close and tite,
get a call for sure we'll ball we're on the roof we're at the mall

In your little heart beat strong the cricket chirps night-long,
And hear me say what I think I say tonight,
That if you ever set it good, set it good, set it right,
I'll see you out to where your beating brain belong.

In your little heart beat fast the day today the day the last,
And hear me think what I say I think today,
That if you ever find it out, find it out, find the way,
I'll take you out to nowhere land in past.

In your small tree stump hands behold the beauty of the lands,
All the treasure you can take, I think you'll find tonight.
It's up to you to set it straight, set it straight, set it aright,
So the planes can sit and stare at the sands.

Her heart is an
empty concave space
with nothing beating or
pumping
it's not red with blood and
vessels
instead it's in the palm of
her hand
pale and shrunken
and as much as she
wants it to pump
there's no energy to even
be herself
let alone
save her heart

© Sia Jane

The sound that
Cools the fire,
Also heightens my awareness.

In this moment, It causes me
To worry.

Will he still love me?
Will he judge me?

I need to know.