The Blood & The Bones

You say you you want to know me

then cut me open

watch me bleed

ask me about the trauma changed me

and why I play with fire

why I flinch when you raise your hand

why I go quiet when you talk about the future

why my parents never call

ask me about all the years I wasted

and how I feel about god

and being ignored

ask me about the places I’ve been that changed my life

ask me about the dirt and blood I have cleaned from underneath my fingernails

ask me if it was mine

ask me about the times I should have ran

and the deaths that did not make me cry

ask me about the ones I didn’t fuck

and the fingerprints I can’t wash away

ask me about the sunsets burned into my memory

and all the things I never write

ask me anything that digs deeper into me that just the basic monotony of this fucking dreary life

ask me so that I might relive each answer

and feel something closer to being alive

LL

the blood & the bones