Love Can't Fill The Cracks

(Trigger Warning: Self Harm)

You say it’s better to have loved 

and lost
my mind
Broke before it was whole.
Finding it becomes my goal.

Find and fix.
Retrieve and relax.
But love can’t fill the cracks,
Can’t dull the pain
Or heal the wounds
Yet, you say it’s all we’ve got.

Flirting with razor blades,
Dancing with a death wish
I was smothered by anything
But this impenetrable brain fog.

So I look outside,
Always outside,
At the world free from my fog.
I open the window,
Unlock, lift the latch and push.
Praying it will free my head
And bring a bird,
a flower,
or contentment, instead.

But the birds aren’t chirping
They’re screaming,
And the butterflies in my stomach
Aren’t butterflies at all.
They’re lions and tigers and bears
Oh my!
Ripping me
From the inside out.

Copyright © Amber Kemp 2017®

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