in the end
i am still trying to run away from you
but you always end up
pulling me by the wrist
firmly but gently
and you hold me in your arms
and suddenly i feel like i am at homeyou don't know what you've done
you've shattered my heart
but you then picked it up
piece by piece
and glued it together
just so it was the perfect size
to fit in my small handsthese feet have tasted
the back bone of
every lover before you
my toes have drank in
every responsibility
my fingers are aching
from the steel cages
my eyes don't water
because i've run out of
hydrogen and oxygen
i am only fire
and you know that
i am nothing but
raging burning flammable
fireyet here you are
by my side
in my palmsyou know the sun
can't stop the tides
only the moon can
the trees can't stop
the autumn wind
only spring can
and we all know
the leaves will
always
fall downso how did you
block the flying arrows
shooting from my mouth
how did you
know all my secrets
all my shame, guilt, trauma
yet still carry it all
with your bare hands
as if it wasa feather
how did your
fingers pick me up
without bleeding
from my thornshow did you love me?
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tip: sounds a lot better when you scream this out loud. especially at 3 am.
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