Bones of wood splinter as they crack at odd angles
I'm trying to tangle myself with you
But my limbs are going crooked and I'm scared
Scared of the love it would take from you to not feel the pain
Because I don't want to entrust this heart in your hands
Worn thin like paper and snapping like strings
As rings of children pass through the corner of my eye
Are they all me?
I turn my head but there's nothing.
I'm terrified.
What if you left more than just your own pleasure inside of me?
Be that the case would it be your face behind my door
Or my dad's.
Would he have to be the man there for me? He doesn't even want to be the parent of me let alone my mistakes
I just don't understand how things like this happen but I see that they're happening and
I just want to sprint
I wish I hadn't said yes, hadn't picked 'right'
Because things turned so wrong
You were a true or false question and I assumed
Because I couldn't study for a test that I didn't even know was happening
I can still feel the confusion
Was it even a question to get wrong, at this point?
*What the hell.