a very awkward
feeling .
i do want to
run to nowhere
and cry
and stamp my feet
and let my
blood
but
there's the one
that ties me down .
my instinct
of
self
preservation
you are .
knocks me down .
as if it needs
my body most .
my secret angel
holds it shorter .
i touch my thighs
i touch my belly
i touch my breasts
all i can reach
out .
fun i can do daily
is cut
my heart
out .
to cry louder .
it can wake
up people
outside
and
a
baby
that's
inside
with my music
of your concert .
did
you know
we can
wake
up
things
that
don't
exist
with one only wish
to love
when
the last thing
we can reach out
is
our
hearts