karma

here’s to you

for every fucking time I fell

and dragged you down with me while you held on for dear life

for every fucking mistake

for every fucking tear that I took from you

from those trustworthy eyes, filled with fear and love

spilling from your damaged heart down your cheek

I promised I’d put it back together

I promised I’d change

I promised no more empty promises

that was the last time I saw you

and I can assure you

karma’s a bitch

damaged goods

you found me on the road

a wandering stray, weighed down by the past

you took me in

made me yours

and nursed me back to health

I smiled and watched yours fade

at first you grew distant

then you became angry

and soon, you began ripping off the bandages you had so delicately placed

tearing the stitches out

only to sow them back in again and again

I wasn’t your lover

I was your patient

pure

your lips were cold

pressed against my forehead

a slight shock back to reality

reassurance emanated from your skin

your aura dispensing calmness

your eyes portraying compassion

the healer

the nurturer

bring me back to life

into a world under your protection

for I am still weak from the fall