On Building
© Alexandra Palombit
I tried to build you bridges, but you had a thing for lighting fires
watching the flames engulf all you love,
scattered ashes everywhere.
you claim theres beauty in the breakdown
you know I'd have laid down and let you walk across my back
just to keep you dry.
but you said you didn't mind it when your feet got wet,
you like to feel the cold soak through your skin
numbing your insides.
I tried to build you bridges, but you had a thing for lighting fires,
watching my heart burst in flames, scattered ashes everywhere
engulfing all you love.
you know, I'd have laid down and let you walk across my back.
