I am erased words,
it’s not fair that birds
can fly when I don't feel worth
walking on the ground,
when I’m a fish out of water because
just for breathing air, I'm drowned.
It’s not fair that the air
is thinner up there,
that death takes years and years
and then disappears,
that we have to walk upright
and breathe the crushing weight
of the stratosphere,
and none of us are volunteers
yet somehow everyday we choose life,

man and wife
man and wife

placed in a gunfight with a pocket knife
and a guide to your expectation.
I don't remember filling out an application
to be your daughter,

I will love you
come hell or high water

but maybe if I had and you'd known
what you signed up for it wouldn’t hurt
that you can learn to hate me right
down to my wrist bones
and leave me alone in this fight.

Erased words,
with only the indentations on the paper left.
Placed on this planet to live to death.