You can't draw a breath
Because each cut no matter how deep
Must be straight
And though you're no surgeon
You manage to put yourself together
But that doesnt Last long
Sewing your skin with veins
Mending your heart with tape
Fixing your eyes with glue
You've already accepted this fate
Like a patch work quilt
Or maybe like a monster
The one built from people's limbs
Born from a jolt of lightning
You can't bare to see your face
The scars that cover your body
And then there's me and im just the same
Arms scarred from giving blood to keep your heart pumping
Eyes dried and glazed with glue from crying the Tears you couldnt
Heart taped up and bruised from trying to love a girl who thinks shes worthless
Im not going to say you're beautiful even though i'll only ever say that word for you
Or how to me the words you speak carry the weight of the world and that i'll be hanging on to each sound you mutter
All i'll say is that you are indeed from a fairy tale, but you're not the monster
you're the hopeful princess just waiting to be saved from herself
raptae
ВЫ ЧИТАЕТЕ
To You From Me
ПоэзияI write what I feel in the moment I feel it And write the words as I see them It's just A book of poems Maybe its worth a read to you, But also maybe its not. "The fixation of beauty is always looking through a telescope and always failing to see th...
