I want you to know
That I love you
All the pain
In these bruised
And very broken arms
Was carried for so long

It was so wrong
That it broke my alarms
I only cruised
In the rain
That bought what’s true
I want you to know

I need you to know
That the weight
Was heavier than fate
And while I’m free
What really breaks me
Is that
You
Should have
Cared
From the start

My broken will and bones are not you’re art.