I wish I could put together
an assemblage of words
that would clearly say what
my heart is feeling today.
But my heart is in a state of
confusion, and transition
to it being just the organ
pumping blood through my body
keeping me alive, as alive
as I'm going to feel after
love walked out the door,
literally and swiftly abandoning
me at that moment I was
most vulnerable, showing
deeper layers of myself
expressing real needs
and without so much as
a shrug, and to ask
"So, how do we fix you?"
Fix me?
Can I be any closer to myself?
Can I look into my own eyes
to reveal his true love?
Can I whisper sweet words
in my own ear?
Can I press myself against the
wall and kiss me like I was
the only air left to breathe?
How can I fix these things
when the broken pieces
are what walked out the door?
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