Hope I’m not enjoying this wrong.
I’m no victim; broke is different from poor
I’m still learning what my heart is for
Overall it’s overwhelming
Feels like a punch every time I come home
Hits like a fist every time I come home
Running out of excuses for ever explosion
What do I do when you get close?
If I kissed your neck would you slit my throat?
past tense, my best friend, but I folded and I told.
These aren’t things I say to save me, but I folded and I told