It hurts when I hurt you.

Even when you stumble
across things by
purposeful accident
that weren't meant
for you to see

I know that
what I feel
changes, is ever evolving

I try to keep
it that way rather
than fretting and
holding it all in
like I used to

it ate me up inside

so I try to put it down
get it out
cough it up, hack a lung
no matter what it takes

better out than in

we all have our own
shit to deal with
that backlog of hurts
aches and angst
wounds that never healed
the scabs on the ones
that tried

it's not about you

but you don't know
me well enough to
really grasp that and
my heart catches in
my throat, choking me
when you stub your toes
on things that weren't
meant for you
not like that

I have this crazy

process and I don't know why
it works or how or
why you should trust it
or how you can know
that yes, we're really okay
but we are

11/01/2007

Posted on 11/01/2007
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