Anyone who calls it a curse to bruise easily has not felt the way their blood vessels smile and squeal when they jump
like when the keys of a piano can't hold itself up
even though you have the gentlest of fingertips and they make melodies out of the comfort of your pain,
but can't get themselves to speak when you're on to the next one
I won't be in high school forever
one day you will see all parts of me
and it will feel as misplaced as the skin between my teeth
coming out to blanket the pearls beneath my braces
and it will be so hard to wash myself off smelling like your skin the mornings that I want my mother to be the only human in the world that loves me
I have watched things from mosh pits in sketchy clubs
to lesbian body shots at house parties
and can say with my honest eyes that the inside of frames
is the only thing that makes memories in my mind
or a collection of words, but not the kind you say
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 1:19 PM UTC
Anyone who calls it a curse to bruise easily has not felt the way their blood vessels smile and squeal when they jump
like when the keys of a piano can't hold itself up
even though you have the gentlest of fingertips and they make melodies out of the comfort of your pain,
but can't get themselves to speak when you're on to the next one
I won't be in high school forever
one day you will see all parts of me
and it will feel as misplaced as the skin between my teeth
coming out to blanket the pearls beneath my braces
and it will be so hard to wash myself off smelling like your skin the mornings that I want my mother to be the only human in the world that loves me
I have watched things from mosh pits in sketchy clubs
to lesbian body shots at house parties
and can say with my honest eyes that the inside of frames
is the only thing that makes memories in my mind
or a collection of words, but not the kind you say
