I've got to be honest. I think you know. We're covered in lies and thats okay. But there's somewhere beyond this, I know. but I hope I can find the words to say.
I found the pieces in my hand. They were always there. It just took some time for me to understand. You gave me words I just can't say. So if nothing else.
Hold my thoughts, I'm at an impasse. Past the place I stopped before. The sweeper's sweeping fragments. Of my head out the door. . And the ice it burns upon my forehead.