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Nervosa,KavyaBenush
Nervosa
KavyaBenush '25
Timidly,i shroudmyemptyover you Tell medearest;howshouldi feel today? Whenyouholdmeinyour armstonight Ami heavier thani wasbefore? Andif i am What doi deserve(if anythingat all) Leavingyour mahoganyapartment Thesalt swellsonmytongue Atastei havenot felt indays Andlongtonever feel again Thoughinpart i knowi must Thewalkhome, Oftenlonger thanmyheavyheart canbear
Forgivemylegsfor-givingout behindthedoor For theylikei cannot holdthiscursedweight muchmore But tell medearest doyoulovemeasyouknowi do Or doyou(i)hatemeasasinner hatesthetruth
Irrevocablelinesareyet theburdenof mylife
Irrevocablelinesareyet theburdenof mylife Mytoil strivestomendbut aneternityof strifeand Still i longtohear theunvariedchidingof their voice Perchance,thechoicetohoist thesebatteredbones Aboveyour unceasingtorment Isenough Tostumble,stagger, Achingjoints Home.