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Tonight is not the first time I have heard country songs
written about people like you. It is not easy,
but I have finally found the time to admit to myself
that heartbreak has taken a toll on me. There are days
where I burn camaraderie like bridges so efficiently
I use the flames to keep my worn out joints from aching.
My body has become expendable between your fingertips,
because the tips of my hair are coated with brimstone
& when you rub me between heartbreak and trust issues
I have no choice but to ignite. I confess to growing weary
of being your emotional crutch guiding you like the moon,
but although I am weak I have found the only thing to do
is hobble, so I keep walking. There are times where I find
my subconscious searching for your pathway, but the souls
of my torn up feet are tired of searching for your heart
amidst the briars and I hope someday I can content myself
with waking up alone.