– NoeticNonsense

Lachrymose

My mind is where

you live,

but my heart

pays the

rent.

The toll was

all yours as you

took one from

me today.

Every other

thought,

I push, I drift,

yet you stay.

This one is

deep.

Stitches won\'t do.

I\'m really

not okay—

my scars all

in the

shape of you.