june 22nd.

it's unnatural for my back not to be broken
from carrying the weight of everything i've ever known.
and from all the times you've walked across it
but the truth is i bury all of my broken bones
you never asked permission to dig what i bought for you
into the grooves between shoulder blades
every single feeling i've ever felt for you
you've smashed between my vertebrae

don't ask for a heart you don't know how to keep
cause i'm sick of having to find it for you
and i've tried for too long to hold it up
so slide your hands down and feel what you've caused to sink.

somehow you've slipped something inside of my greens and blues
i didn't think that your diction could get under my skin
and now red is getting darker because of the ink from your words
and you've pumped regrets in my brain that i've begged not to go in
you never asked permission to break what i've been holding
i never even told you that you'd have to try
now every single feeling i've ever felt for you
is smeared town the pathways trailing out of my eyes.

don't ask for a heart you don't know how to keep
cause i'm sick of having to find it for you
and i've tried for too long to hold it up
so slide your hands down and feel what you've caused to sink.

you were at the top of my lungs.
who knew two syllables could set me off.