you are a bonfire
a haunting flame
licking your own wounds
burning yourself out

you are a paradox
tough as nails
but
weaker than words

you tell yourself
its okay
to barricade your diaphragm
like your ribs aren't doing their job

im here to tell you
we are on your side

we lay in the grave next to you

dying to live

this winter
remember to kiss your scars
like they're your long, lost imaginary friends
but they're very real
(don't forget that)

im here to tell you
there has never been a better time
for healing

the air is heavy
and so is your heart

the world is not your enemy
that's you