You already know
Grasping you gently by the mouth
One hand behind your head pulling
Wet hot glass poured ever so artfully into my lungs
It cooled too quickly and froze me in place
Filling empty spaces meant to be less . . . Filled
Spaces that were okay being empty
From the tips of my toes to the inside of my nostrils I feel fire
Waves of heat swallowing me whole
Scattered heartbeats over shaky breaths I feel like the fire is the only thing holding me together
Forging itself to me we become one
My anxiety and I will never be apart
Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 1:28 PM UTC
You already know
Grasping you gently by the mouth
One hand behind your head pulling
Wet hot glass poured ever so artfully into my lungs
It cooled too quickly and froze me in place
Filling empty spaces meant to be less . . . Filled
Spaces that were okay being empty
From the tips of my toes to the inside of my nostrils I feel fire
Waves of heat swallowing me whole
Scattered heartbeats over shaky breaths I feel like the fire is the only thing holding me together
Forging itself to me we become one
My anxiety and I will never be apart
Hello old friend
