I may be broken
But the ones who are broken
Are the most loving

You light up my eyes
And electrify my heart
But you don't exist

And when you fall down
I’ll be there to pick you up
No matter the odds

I’ve learned to fly now,
But my wings soar back to you;
Like I never left

The highest note
On the piano
Stings my skin
And awakens my bones.
I imagine it’s the sound
A star makes
When it bursts
In order to be born again.
The galaxy will turn white
As the notes on a piano
And fragments of black
Will be left over.
The burst may be scary,
But the true fear comes
With the black left over.
And it’s far too late
To prepare for it.
Because all we worry about,
Is the burst of a star.

My head is damaged,
My body is the story,
And my feet stay still.

Your pulse runs through me
Like a ravenous sandstorm
And stiffens my bones.