Hazel Kaye

reasons not to stick around

Keep me at arm\'s length,

I beg of you.

Hold me close for a while, if you can, 

but distance yourself

from the mess I am making.

A broken glass is hard to clean up

and I cannot promise

that you won\'t get hurt.

 

Do not stay.

Rest, if you must

but do not make your home

in the hollows of my chest.

The chaos inside me will not calm

and I cannot promise

that this won\'t end in tears.

 

Do not fall - 

let yourself stumble

but catch yourself.

Love has always been a battlefield

and I have never been

on the side of victory.

This is a war of strategy and games

and I cannot promise 

that it won\'t kill us both.