When you bury me under darling,
But just before when my eyes feel droopy
Like the dusk sun in the long summer days,
I’m going to say to you all my questions
That I locked here in my chest
Do you seem them?
I’m going to ask you how you saw me,
And why I saw it so differently
Why trains are so dangerous
Why he left his apple sauce and chocolate milk behind
A mess of a girl to clean up by myself
About my grandmother
And why you took her away without asking me
Everything, I’m going to ask you about the time
When I was left alone and I couldn’t breathe
About my english class and my angel
About blue eyes and people who were lost when they were born.
But the answers don’t exist do they darling?
You’ll take my face in your hands like feathers
And tell me I am the way I am.
Even though there are tears burning my cheeks as
I catch them in my hands,
You’ll kiss my nose and say that life
Chose to break you in a way that leaves
Mosaic in its midst and maybe only a few
People will understand because they have the patience
And that you’re job is to always wait.
And to be kind and to touch their collar bone
Even though you remain in the shadows.
Carry the load on your back
Carry the load in your bones
Until they turn pitch like the night
And then seep into the ground,
Let no one love you
And love everyone else.
But tell the story until your hand aches
With writing and your eyes are full.