Alone again, farther from love and closer to the center of the world
The heat and the churn of it, the soles of my feet grasp for that core
Seeking greater stability there than what I experience on the surface.
Alone because I couldn't tell you, because there wasn't space to say it,
Because even what little you do hear, what I do manage to spit out
Is still less than the weight of what sits on my heart.
Do you misunderstand, do you twist me, I feel so malleable
Wrangled and wrestled and dominated by how you look at me
And what you decide you see. I am tired, so tired.