I’m right behind her
and I follow every memory
way too closely
as shiny sharp shards of my heart
cut me deeply but I’m not bleeding
she’s not waiting
I’m trying to dissolve the distance
I’m right behind her
I’m not closing in
losing ground quickly
maybe someone should just bury me
she’s not waiting
Live spoken word at the House of Bricks in Des Moines, IA. 01/05/12. In Your Memories and Pure Heroin.
when I’m lost
when I’m cold
I run to hide in my frostbitten soul
where she’s there for me
where she holds me so very close
she warms me
my addictions surround me
my shame controls my mind
and I find my heart frostbitten
from all the cold it’s been served
maybe the pain that I deserve
this pain I self preserve
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