I walked upon broken glass to prove myself to thee, cause if I can’t then who the **** would wanna believe? Someone as young as me. Someone as dumb as me. You tried to show me who to be. I shattered the mirror and told him he’s what I didn’t need. I got you down on both knees, you're begging me please. I shouted out I’m hungry. Lets feast. Let go of the beast and I let him eat. I’ll separate your bones from the meat. The hearts from the weak. Now you’ve planted a seed in me, and it exceeds all I thought I could handle of misery. It just keeps growing as it consumes me. And if you didn’t see it takes a keen eye to see, and I'll get hurt again as long as I continue to breathe. But my eyes as bright as the stars I see. But who else but me could see the emptiness between. I still got some fight left, but I’ll go down eventually. Softly I'll say as I fall asleep, “I’d do it all again, just you wait and see."

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

I am afraid that everyday I am becoming increasingly better at impersonating myself
the ticks of another hum in my bones
and I am standing on a balcony
watching myself walk by
I hear my laugh coming from other peoples mouths
and I see my sad eyes
when I look into the faces of the crowd
I am afraid that everyone around me will know me too well
or not well enough
the wind will blow my hair on this balcony just as it has
to the people below
I have no idea what I'm doing
neither do they
I wonder if they see themselves in me
I mean whoever I am
we all use each other
to build ourselves
recycling feelings
expressions
combinations of words
until we find something that we can live with

I am afraid that I will find myself if I jump off this balcony
I am afraid that I will lose myself if I jump off this balcony

I am not sure which is worse

I am afraid.