Wait a second, it's hard to breathe, I know.
I'm still in shock since she left.
Let the singe of our burnt house sting your nose.
Coughing is going to hurt, I was in there when it burned down.
Borrow my hands.
They're dirty from crawling, begging her not to leave
I carried a lot so my arms are tired
Let them rest a while now
Those bruises on my knuckles, let them heal.
I punched more than a few holes.
Borrow my legs.
They won't want to go though
I've had enough of this road
I don't know where to go anymore.
Lost and stuck feel the same at this point.
Borrow my eyes.
No use rubbing them though
All I see is her, leaving.
The nightmares will happen even when you're awake.
Her face will haunt you, forever.
I won't apologize for the tears, they come as a package.
Borrow my heart.
shhh, it beats slow,
but if you listen carefully, you might hear true agony echoing faintly.
I wanted to die that day so my heart is just waiting for me to commit.
Mind the bandages, it's been through too much this time.
Love robbed, love betrayed, love broken.
A cliche sonnet sang over a millennia
But wear the parts of me that hurt the most,
And maybe this is a song not yet sung.
