You wore my silence like a crown,
Loved me best when I laid down.
Every "sorry" I swallowed whole,
Another crack along my ribs you stole.
You asked for pieces, not my name,
Said needing less was part of the game.
So I handed over what held me straight, Mistook erosion for patience, weight for fate.
Take my bones until they are all gone.
Take my bones, I need none.
You picked me clean with careful hands, Called it love, called it "just how I am."
I bent my spine to fit your door,
Shrank myself to need you more.
You said I was strong,
said I'd be fine,
While you borrowed every last backbone of mine.
Take my bones until they are all gone,
Take my bones, I need none.
That's what I said when staying hurt less than standing up and being left.
Now I rattle when I breathe alone,
Learning how to grow new bones.