It's like hearing the ticking of a time bomb
But not able to find where it’s coming from  
Until you put your hand to your chest
And then you realize
That the bomb is your heart
And the tick, ticking
Is
Its
Beat.

Deafening
        
                 Cracks of

s i l e n c e
     Shoot across my brain
all     at     once
I register
                    The pain
Of a world without the sound of your


**name

if i died tonight
i'd understand why.
i'd understand why we met.
i met you
so that i wouldn't
forget you

and if i died tonight
i'm sure i wouldn't forget
how you talk before you think
maybe that's why your words
are always jumbled and wrong
how you have to lift up your shirt
just so you can scratch your back
how most of the time you try
to make me laugh
and i act like you're not funny at all

we were destined to meet
just so i wouldn't forget you
and how beautiful of a monster you are
at then end of the day
you'd still be the nostalgia
i want to happen in the future
you are still the pain
i want to feel

The thing about me is
nothing happened to me
nothing that warrants me thinking that I'm
damaged
I wasn't traumatized
My family wasn't bad
I wasn't bullied or teased

I was, to put in the most simplest form,
Born broken

Nobody had really broken my heart
My heart was just made to be broken

I was lucky
There really isn't any other way to see it
I wasn't born with an incurable disease
My parents weren't mean or even remotely abusive

There isn't anything to blame for how I turned out

You see, the thing with me is, I was
Born broken
A cracked star that faded a little everyday
and nothing had happened to me

maybe that was the problem

Or maybe damaged things weren't meant be healed and I will just spend my days writing sad poetry and thinking sad thoughts

But that isn't really that bad

After all, I was born broken and nothing about my life was meant to be whole