My nails are candy apple red and half bitten remains of them around every where I have fallen today
There are some days I want to shove my knife into the toaster.
It just comes on as a flash when making toast …maybe I should not make toast anymore
Then there are those days that seem to tap on my brain and my heart sizzles like flash rain on the summer’s road.
Ah I love those days
Believe me I am bloody fighting, my hair is wild and I just laughed to myself
Where is between
I love you!
I spun today and danced as I painted
Then I did a silent air scream in the shower
My feet are cut up because I am trying so hard to balance on a thread and I want so badly for it to be a road
One two skip a few and flew
Or 99, 100 take the drooling slew
Do I disappoint you being who I am?
Mirror mirror on the table
You know love is not blind
But takes in everything
And as I kneel
(get your mind out of the muddy gutter)
My confused hamsa and cross swing
(Ok put your mind in the gutter)
And I ask for forgiveness
Asking you to fucking let me go…
But this is who I am
And who am I without you
And the light comes in today
For the great escape
And birds fly from cages I built with my new found white hair
I sit here thinking about all the things that made me come undone
So If I see them happening I can stop it?
I wish I could say something to you
As I walk this fine line
But instead I take too big of steps with my arms out to my sides