my lips are broken

they couldn't stand the weight of your name

I used to use them

to make light in the darkness

to turn so many nothings

into something

but I know

words can wrap up scars

and

we can drape ourselves in good intentions

but love dies 

under feet

and over heads

if it's not being fed

you take the strength from me

and bury me in hunger

you never gave me anything to swallow

except doubt

Reviews

[tressa]

i really like the last four lines. except doubt.....sad

[thespaceinmybed]

thanks for reading