WRECKAGE

lets run and be a wreck.
together.
or not.
cause i can be a wreck all by myself.
that, i am.
what I've been good at for so long.
good for nothing?
maybe.
but somehow
my wreckage keeps you afloat
in this sea of madness.

i look in the mirror.
who is that?
my hand meets the glass
and it shatters.

lets run in a field of wild flowers.
let the pollen, butterflies and sun
soothe my soul.
fall back
and let the tall grasses catch me
where I am.
Look up
from my spot on the ground,
because I couldn't get any lower than this
in the midst of my high.
Clouds of many shapes.
A sky of brilliant colors.
All in one great blue.

Who are you?
Just another someone to lose?
Well if that is inevitable,
take my hand for now
and lets run and be a wreck together.