I am sorry that I
           pulled
                      and
                            pulled
u­ntil it hurt to move your feet apart anything more than six inches

I am sorry that I pulled you in
only to push you away
and leave you
with a knot in your stomach the size of
                                                                ­           canada
I did not mean to pull your stitches out and
open a glass case full of ghosts and
leave the sugar crystals stuck between your teeth I am
not who you thought I was I am
moonshine
under
moon shine and I am
a trigger warning I am a
trigger warning
trigger
warning
Don't forget about me