Rare Form
I feel like shit
Not sick
Like a piece of shit
Excrement
Fluent
From these lips
Like I just can’t help it
Resident to this foul mouth
I should reside on someone’s couch
Instead
So they can shrink me down
Into scrips and tips
Lessons to improve within
The confines of my head
Then I can stop feeding
Into every little stint of seething anger
when I’m heated
Screaming
leaving my kettle on the burner
Til I’m overflowing lava
Spouting tea at your face and sternum
I’m seated
Steaming now
In my self-made hell
Straddled between needing you
And needing some time to myself
I just wanna be healthy
Wanna stop being petty
I just wanna be happy
Instead of finding faults in every nook and cranny
Like I’m so damn perfect
Such a prize to be won
Untouchable by neither the Moon nor Sun
I’m fucking crippled by my own self destruction
I know it’s no excuse
Subconsciously sabotage might just be what I’m used to
Or what I’ve known
Instead of claiming these issues as my own
Instead of crying and running
Here I am desperately thumbing at my phone
Searching for the words to tell you
I don’t want this to be over
I don’t want space
I wanna trace the spaces between us
With thoughts of our love
Memories of how your freckles taste
Across the backside of my tongue
Erase any bad blood
Created by selfishness
And shit communication
I wanna learn what YOU need
I wanna stop starting sentences with the word “I”
Not gonna lie,
It’s kinda hard, but I’m trying
This is more apology than love letter
A proclamation
I know that I can do better
Or at the very least show some recognition
Of my love for you without inhibitions
Appreciation without conditions
Intentionally indulge in our affections
Without the subtle taste of addiction
You are soul medicine
Sometimes I overdose
Lashing out for more
When you’ve been giving me the most
You’ve got scars… but so do I
It can be hard to see eye to eye
Every now and again
I can go completely blind
To how much you bend
Just to see from my perspective
You say maybe love isn’t enough
But I refuse to believe that’s all we’ve got
We live in laughter, and profound thoughts
Pictures can’t even capture
The depths of our bond
Captivated in every step of our connection
We might take different strides
Somehow I always find
Myself dancing in your direction
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