My bones are brittle
Hollow and worn
With the age I was born with
The old soul that plagues me still
And I’ve been here before
In this state
I couldn't move
Decrepit and empty
Waiting for a fullness
Of life and substance
That never came
My fingers type lifeless words
In an att...
The whispers of the imaginary man in my room
Holds up a thimble to catch my tears
One by one, the breath of a soul in my head
My head, my twisted head
His thumbs feather over my cheeks
Wiping the stains the thimble did not clean
His words like icing swirl around me
Wrapping me like cashmere
On late nights when the moon don’t shine
I see his face and I think of mine
I think of our hands
I think of our feet
Stumbling into carelessness
Grasping for forgiveness
I think of doors left open and windows ajar
I think of who you used to be and who you are
I remember the shadows and I ...
Course and calloused,
Tan and strong
I miss them.
Soft and smooth
Through my hair
Short and worn
Running down my thigh
I miss them
Sturdy and straight
Brushing my hand
Rooms feel massively empty
The walls a whitewash canvas
The furniture large and boxy
While I'm tiny and forgotten
Cross-legged at the desk in the corner
Swimming in my own thoughts
Trying to figure out how long I have to live
Before I can find something to live for
The people around me see...
You’re just so unreliable
And I can feel the wall between us
Smacking on your gum
You smell like my best friend
Vanilla and confidence
And I want you to be the girl
You were a couple months ago
When we would smack our gum together
Ignoring these high school boys
And pretend to care about ...
And the room could feel my sweat
My pores dripping every feeling
A sauna stifling with heartache
And I know you knew
I could see it when your coffee eyes
And they leaked every word
The sentences you had such a hard time
Do you believe me when I tell you
I’m not a child hanging on the hem of your pants
That I don’t rely on your footsteps?
That I would breathe if given the chance?
I know you can’t
And why should you?
I don’t believe it myself
I sway back and forth
A palm tree stuck in your moods
Choked by the misconception of what is right
A prude standard clarified and shoved down our throats
Some believe whole heartedly
While others revolt the thought
Well I am a patriot
I do not believe what you do
I never will
I am not ashamed
I will not cover my face when you confront me
She’s just a little girl
Alone, unprotected and afraid
She’s a small unwanted nobody
Frozen, waiting delayed
She has no arms to secure her
Hold her steady now
I know because I am her
And my rock has forgotten how...
I laughed with you today
And I actually felt normal
You smiled at me today
And my heart didn't flutter
When your skin touches mine
It only slightly burns
When you look at other girls
It only slightly hurts
When I catch you staring
It only makes me slightly hopeful
When you look like you...
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