rusty spoons in my eyes

hold my hand please

while you take all the pieces of me you like

or all the pieces of me you hate

& decide for yourself what you can deal with

let me smile at you through the windshield 

while the people who are better fade into the foreground

fingernails raking my skin,

diagonal lines cut in stone

i’m so fucking sorry

then wash my insides with soap

the water will run red & pink

my heart is just a muscle

but it can hurt you

reach down my throat & tear out my lungs

then make me feel better afterwards

gouge out my eyes with dirty fingernails

& scream while i cry

i’m sorry for getting your shirt dirty

let me sew myself back up