Last Will

My heart will always beat too fast
because it's scared of the slow down

I will hold my breath
because I'm thrown by the exhale

I will keep the white noise
because it drowns out the sound of my own voice

I will pay attention to detail
to shift my focus elsewhere

Your pain and your story
will always be more interesting than mine

I will collect pretty words
because I don't feel pretty at all

I will let you in
because I want you to test my limits

And you will validate me
because I'll let you push my buttons

I will toss you bits and pieces
because I am broken

I won't finish anything
because I don't know where to start

I will get in my own way
all the time, every time

I can't leave you alone
because then you'll be lonely

I will throw myself at you
because I've been thrown away

You will have all my love
because I don't need any for myself




(Trying to get over a severe case of writer's block here...I don't know what I'm so afraid of. It shouldn't be this hard to listen to yourself. Here's hoping this unlocks some doors.)