The Blood & The Bones

they want
perfection
and I
well
I am chaos
messy
flawed
untamed
with scars they can see
and far too many
they won’t
and some days
I love this about me
but when
I am left
to walk alone
too free to be held
too wild to be shelved
which is mostly always
it’s those days
that
I don’t

the blood
& the bones