my heart is an open wound that internally bleeds under the skin of my chest
and you are the acid poured into it

it burns knowing that i am not the one that makes you smile that way, not the one you get ready for, not the person you would drop every engagement you have with in order to be with

it burns through the muscle and into my veins, it makes them boil the way that you talk about her with a look in your eyes i know all too well

my veins melt away and seep through the atoms holding together a broken and pathetic excuse for a girl with too many emotions and too little rational, too much heart and such few brains, a girl who never understood mind over matter

maybe i don't understand it because your acid seems to work its way to my mind and cause it to explode in an array of emotions that spatter words across a computer screen

your acid makes me gasp for carbon dioxide, makes me crave self hatred, makes me vulnerable

it has created a beautiful intoxication of ignorance and denial, an extraordinary composition of atoms that seems to combine in the way we learn in science classes

and they **e x p l o d e