When you left, my friends told me to walk it off
Stretch and the loose pieces will vanish
As though a heartbreak could be walked off
I tried hiding tears behind silent coughs
I tied my arms and legs in knots
Just so I couldn’t message or get to you.
I might have tied too hard as skin turns to blue
from the bruise of falling over too hard.
Maybe I can’t walk this off,
Trod along the paths of bars and clubs
And saw the sadness in broken shrubs
Because that’s how I felt when you left.
Broken.

“Walk it off” they said,
As though densed in their heads
they’ve never experienced this before.
How do you walk off something in your core?
It’s not a kick to the ***** or a punch
I get lost at the memories of lunch,
I had slammed my fingers between car doors
Just so the pain kept me occupied
Saw how birds were able to fly
But never once saw of the beauty
But of how you flew away.

HOW DO I WALK THIS OFF,
When the sky fell to the troughs
The moon gave of light then rot.
How can i walk this off?