it's. Sunday
and I'm coming across
like waking limbs again

pins and needles
abrupt
somewhat demanding

I am stubborn
in my.growing.age
clinging to rusted ideals
and.childlike.hope
strung up like theives on crosses

Ironically,
not a huge fan
of martyrdom
I am
massive in my flaws
but trying to.embrace them.all the same

please
understand

change
t e r r I f I e s
me.


so please
understand
my fighting tooth and nail
for my snowglobe palace

because
when I think of it

you're like a favorite book
dogeared and fondly remembered
when not around
but always missed.



please
forgive
me
for

wanting to make sure

you
never
get
taken
away