You didn’t you say, that was someone else
Who felt for you
They put your words into a real neat line, you didn’t because
I don’t see it
The boredom of writing your soul in blood on paper, you?
You’re not a person who tells me
And if I didn’t see then it can’t be truly you
Why share your heart in its smallest pieces, or when it’s
You don’t, you didn’t ,you couldn’t ,you can’t
Because I wouldn’t and I want a newer copy of me in you
That’s all you should be a replica
No way you believe I could, I would, I did
You may have closed the door to realms of possibility
I mourn it’s loss for you
I hammered my doors and windows out from their frames
To be anything I want.
I did. See it or not, I do.