With the point of my arrow as sharp as my jaw,
my draw back and backtalk are equally as piercing.

anxiety held in
the stomach
the hips
my jaw

it hurts but
it moves like t.v. static
crackling like wood in fire
crawling like larvae

breathe in and out
making the mind clear and empty
but the cracking of my jaw
echoes in the quiet room

Do you still love me like you once did?
Im starting to feel like you don't.
Where did those feelings fly off to?
I want to change for you but I won't.

Am I able to turn around and avoid a collision?
If not we will be left with more careless aches.
Is there enough courage inside these bones to be better?
Still making the same stupid mistakes.

Are you tired of my selfishness yet?
I can tell you are by the tightness in your jaw.
Didn't I warn you to stay far away?
It seems my ice is too thick to completely thaw.