You Stir The Pot

You’ve broken my heart into a thousand different pieces, in a thousand different ways Each time I wonder if this will be the last It isn’t; Somehow I always manage to forgive you

The darkness in my head thick viscid pulling me under

I once thought you had come to banish the darkness It turns out you only came to snuff out my remaining light

You think her kiss is magic One day you’ll learn it’s poison

I know better I just ache for it so deeply I am willing to risk my sanity

I know you love my tits, but can you love the heart beneath?

Outgrowing pain, shedding it

Slithering from the dried brittle remnants

I have been imprisoned for far too long

Pieces still missing, still growing

But grow they will

I may never again be whole

But I am no longer broken

As much as I long to hear it it eases my mind to realize the reason you can’t say you love me is because you do