Burnt & Worn Out

 

We are one in the same

You are the burn and I victim to place the blame

 

With arms extended

Skin grafts mended to my face

 

I sit

My fingers pointed accusatory at the fire you started 

 

In my heart

Your viens 

Our blood boiling

 

As I recall being pushed from the window of a building engulfed in flames

And I’m yelling “I still love you”

As I fall 3 stories from your apartment & onto the hood of some neighbors chevrolet

 

The car alarms go off

Sirens wail

Noisy citizens gathered; the chatter means nothing

 

Because all I can hear is the noise that was our drunken rage

A moment I romanticize to this very day

 

So now I say

Despite my body sober and scarred

 

That I still love you