I am
Tearing apart at seams
Somebody else crafted in me
Again I find myself empty
When someone leaves
I create this opportunity
With wandering doe eyes
And lead feet, you won’t break me
I plead as I scrounge for change to
Catch a cab home to see you
If you’re still there
It isn’t fair that
I was born with open hands for a brain
And you a curious carpenter built my house on land laid over a lake
I did not anticipate or prepare for this
Love is not frontline
You are not my lifeline
For the second time in my life
I must refine what it means to love
And what it means to hide shards of my spine so that I may be loved back
This time I sliced my front side open
Because you kissed me like I was not flawed
And then when I opened my mouth
A thousand bones fell out
And you ran off
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 11:31 AM UTC
I am
Tearing apart at seams
Somebody else crafted in me
Again I find myself empty
When someone leaves
I create this opportunity
With wandering doe eyes
And lead feet, you won’t break me
I plead as I scrounge for change to
Catch a cab home to see you
If you’re still there
It isn’t fair that
I was born with open hands for a brain
And you a curious carpenter built my house on land laid over a lake
I did not anticipate or prepare for this
Love is not frontline
You are not my lifeline
For the second time in my life
I must refine what it means to love
And what it means to hide shards of my spine so that I may be loved back
This time I sliced my front side open
Because you kissed me like I was not flawed
And then when I opened my mouth
A thousand bones fell out
And you ran off