collision of words, into a louder tone, beaten with harsh thoughts, not meant to be uttered cornered you tear me, shrink me, small enough to finish, you catch my gaze of regret, and put me back together with apologies.
Lying insecure in your arms, you lift me with words of light. I wander your thoughts, like your fingers trailing down my spine. I'm drenched in tears of fright. Hang me to dry, rinse me out, and hang me.