I left my body behind years ago in the dark but I still look behind myself more often than not
I thought I didn’t have the strength to lift you into the light but I feel the sun trickle in every time that you cry
Long ago I learned
You didn’t have to rhyme to make someone’s heart skip
My words were never meant to be smooth
I couldn’t make them less jagged if I tried
In another universe you’ve never tasted a gun on your tongue and I can fix all the scars your family left behind
We have hearts made of hairline fractures and I’ll hold yours together the best I can
A tight grip with blood stained hands