is it a second chance or the twelfth?
the stars around my heart are fighting again,
sparking up the little adolescent muscle in my chest
because the danger in metaphors caught up
with me and they convince me I'm not living
in the real world, I bite my lip
I walk alone
but when I think of you
my heartbeat-
you take it away
these faulty stars know ways to go and stop
and start again
but they are still only juveniles
the twelfth chance spins into the thirteenth
so I let go of my lip and slow down or
run ahead to meet you
and my heartbeat becomes me
-c.j.
Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 11:24 PM UTC
is it a second chance or the twelfth?
the stars around my heart are fighting again,
sparking up the little adolescent muscle in my chest
because the danger in metaphors caught up
with me and they convince me I'm not living
in the real world, I bite my lip
I walk alone
but when I think of you
my heartbeat-
you take it away
these faulty stars know ways to go and stop
and start again
but they are still only juveniles
the twelfth chance spins into the thirteenth
so I let go of my lip and slow down or
run ahead to meet you
and my heartbeat becomes me
-c.j.
