if you knew about the deep wells inside me -
the holes where people used to fit
the house-shaped dent where home once was,
you would leave me be
truthfully, i don’t know if there’s a cure for people like me
i don’t know if a get a happy ending
and i’m wondering if i’m supposed to feel this way forever
or if one day it will tip over and spill out of me, unconquered
i live every day not really knowing
if the next time you see my body, it will be cold and pale
so let me curl up in my bones and hide
there is no room for you in me
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 10:34 AM UTC
if you knew about the deep wells inside me -
the holes where people used to fit
the house-shaped dent where home once was,
you would leave me be
truthfully, i don’t know if there’s a cure for people like me
i don’t know if a get a happy ending
and i’m wondering if i’m supposed to feel this way forever
or if one day it will tip over and spill out of me, unconquered
i live every day not really knowing
if the next time you see my body, it will be cold and pale
so let me curl up in my bones and hide
there is no room for you in me
