God, put me back into time I just wanted to be part of the atmosphere I forgot what bleeding felt like I have never been this human I have never hit quite this hard, despite the ground being miles below me I'm hanging on to nothing I'm bleeding water through the palms of my hands Trying to find something to drown in God, put me back into time I've said something with an echo that's still ringing And it hurts, as if mistakes were nails in my coffin sixty years too soon God, I don't believe but I was praying on the gym floor the other day It was the only free second I had, the only thought which had any traction And I just needed something to grip I got lost in shouting girls and locker rooms and the same path days in and out I prayed that I could disintegrate That I had finally worked hard enough, that if I kept running in the same circles, I would eventually evaporate Vapour rises until it melts into the atmosphere and coagulates into rain I forgot what bleeding felt like Always looking both ways before crossing the same street at the same intersection Always saying I love you before I leave the house Broken, like a record, like an old glass window and a misplaced baseball, like a teddy bear who learned what too much love is Always Always Always God, Put me back into time
Took some lines from poems I've written that weren't terribly popular, but which resonated with me personally.