Lightheaded
I always thought I was alone
but it was we.
I left a mess out there
That they masked with perfume and hazel
Where they ran stiff with doubt and I don't go there anymore.

Cracked hands mark the
aching
I ran through you without sense.

You came up on me like a bomb
And shelled I did become
Because my soul meets yours somewhere above us
And wishes to be popped