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messy [poem]

you are a mess
an absolute disaster
and I am not your medicine
your salvation
I’m human
I breathe and
bite and
like anyone else
and I can’t deal with you
not with your sharp edges and
unwillingness to
help yourself
to grab some sandpaper and
smoothe over some of those painful pieces
if you won’t help yourself
to be whole again
how the hell am I supposed to glue you back together?
I’m no miracle worker and
you don’t believe in miracles anyway
so what do you want from me?
I can’t fix you
when you’re so happy
to stay messy


bookdragon, poet, witch

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