Notes
Still I’m pinned under the weight
Of what I believed would keep me safe.
So show me where my armor ends,
Show me where my skin begins.
Like a final puzzle piece
It all makes perfect sense to me
The heaviness that I hold in my heart belongs to gravity.
The heaviness that I hold in my heart’s been crushing me.
I’ve been worried all my life,
A nervous wreck most of the time.
I’ve always been afraid of heights,
Of falling backwards, falling backwards.
{I’ve been worried all my life.}
1 comment on I rebuild when I break down
Tzarbucks February 16, 2016
Wow yes.
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