Carry an illness and practically know it by name.
Seldom speaks for you ,you learned to tune it away.
But it wasn't easy
Fond of your writing
I dont need to see into you
You hid behind the similes
Fractal light in all shades of blue pebbles and mirrors
I'm just jealous because I tried mapping out your mind
Inconsistent ways, tangled and untied
I watched your ends start to fray
You felt buried from the start
Tearing you apart,
Constricting the free-beating of your heart
I knew your postcard would say,
"Wish you could stay ,wish you felt the same way."
Asked to be admitted ,they put a lock on your door
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Subdued, medicated, face to linoleum floor
And you tried to break away
Painted window panes, bars behind the gla**, molded to the frame
You saw yourself in those days
You felt buried from the start
Tearing you apart,
Constricting the free-beating of your heart.
I knew your postcard would say,
"Wish you could stay ,wish you felt the same way."
I am tearing up pieces of old news
to mend the leaks in my open wounds,
Protect your pressure points I refuse to press against
Let your self renew
Project the voice that I found for you
Pull up the weeds ,from the ground they grew
Feel soil under your toes,it's you
You have forever
Felt weaker when I bent, beaten to the end
Folding on myself, too damaged to mend
I couldn't hold all the weight
You felt buried from the start
Tearing you apart,
Injuring yourself dragging from my arm
I knew your postcard would say,
"I know your new heart still desires to play
And who would I be to keep it all for me?"
Wish I could stay, wish I felt the same way.