puppet strings
Slow and steady wins the race At least that’s what we’re told, right? What they don’t tell you about is the Pain Deep. Dark. Lonely. Cold. Out of mind, out of sight. Always on guard Freeze. Fight. Flight. What they don’t tell you about is the Vulnerability All in, head first Heart open, ready Puppet strings as fingers, satin for lips Words are just words in the end You’re so beautiful, he says You’re so smart, he says You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, he says My actions will speak differently... He says The eggshells begin to pile Like the bile in the pit of your stomach The crunch is loud. sharp. It’s quiet. Why can’t you just be normal, he says Why do you have to feel so much, he says Everyone thinks you’re crazy... He says What they don’t tell you about is the After Sleepless nights, hamsters in your brain Hardened eyes, sharp Empty heart, cold Unperturbed Impervious I...