I put my weight into it
Bandaged all the cuts
That threatened my excellence
Standing on a glacier
Cruising round the curves
Of your Antarctic heart
You are the perfect picture
Of my death as a living love
Mental anguish
Flailing around
There’s nothing to be gleaned
I let you manipulate me
Petulance on my part
So cathartic
To have you touch me again
With your words
Shamefully
I shouldn’t have trusted you
To love me
Are we so broken
That you can’t see over yourself
Having trouble
Hurdling over blameless pride
The bricks are stacked
Exceptionally high
Are there any feelings left inside
Almost no
A tragic sigh
And then comes the chance
For freedom
To lay next to someone
Other than you
To take their fragrant breath
Into my lungs
To find someone
Other than you
© GÄ
Poétique 