I am still gathering myself
From all the moments I bleed
Some crawling back,
some I have yet to meet
If you ever find a piece of me
Don’t touch her. Don’t save her.
You don’t wanna carry the marks
When she shows her teeth
So just… let her be
Let her break, crawl or flee
She’ll choose where she wants to be
I’ll learn to breathe easier again
Even if it’s with a little less of me
