is it in me?
because i still fall apart
every now and then
i guess
what i've learned to call healing
simply numbs the pain
but it's still there
lying dormant
waiting for another explosion
so that when i get foolish enough
and confidently say i can
it will all fall apart again
then turn into can'ts
but what choice do i have
when i'm just made up
of dominos and tin cans
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Unmuffled
Poetrya collection of his thoughts, questions, and manifestations on love and all the in-betweens
