foldablegirl

I twisted a rope, Out of all my hope               and need                   and wants                       and wishes and all the dreams that I hadn't wasted yet. I braided a rope, Out of moonbeams                         and nightmares                      and lullabies sung off key. I crafted a rope, Out of sunshine            and good days                     and memories like gold. And when the world was big and burning I held the rope out to you. I wrapped it around you tight. The rope of hopesdreamswantsneedswishes became a noose. But it didn't hang you. It hung me.

You left, Just like you lived, Straight and fastfastfast. You couldn't see over the walls, So you kicked your way through them. You couldn't hear yourself over the pain, So you shut it up the hard way. They loved you. They wanted to cut you open, Find the place where you hid yourself. Is the hurt alive? Does it beat against your ribcage? Try to escape through your mouth? Is it soft and dull? Or is it sharp? You had them wrapped around your finger. Or was that shiny fairytale girl even you? You were brave/hopeless/broken. You held them up, And then you let them fall. You handed them your heart. It weighed a million poun