a new hole in my heart
today.
the usual trying to pick at old wounds
scraping like half hearted surgeries
instead I sat with my heart
loving on these nails embedded in me
I would never pretend that
I couldn't hurt you
and I want to grow
I'd like to see a life beyond this pain
and shed the old ways
grow a new skin, vulnerable
and better able to hold
sharp, fragmented life
while I find the surgical support I need
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