Rubani/Brave and Reckless
It’s hard to keep going when I don’t feel comfortable within my own skin,
Every night I peel layer after layer only to end up where I began.
You slam your body against mine to show me you love me,
But even if I let you command my skeleton, my heart is not for sale.
I channel through all the conflicts desperately clutching onto my amygdala,
Yet somehow the usual stillness of the night becomes a raging war at aurora.
So don’t blame me when I weep after you’ve laid claim to my hollow husk,
The memories keep hauling me back to a chaotic state of flux.
Because I still think of him when the nightmares unravel their talons from me,
I can hear his whispers saying, “You are more than breath and bone to me.”
I am a combination of many broken pieces glued together. My only escape are…
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