you light my cigarette even though you dont like me smoking

so maybe the heart is burned out of me
(the frozen corpse of a crackhouse on main street)
wasted on the spineless
(because who wouldn't love me so quickly)

so what

sometimes i look at you and feel fierce
like a mother
disappointed, like a father
other times i want to break your neck

i am trying to write you a poem;
would you leave me the fuck alone please?

you would let me tear your lungs out,
and i understand,
so it is impossible

so what?

i will never show you weakness again
i promise you love
i will take a gasoline bath
before i fall down and cry

i am your blade- you are my fist- i carve rivers for your seas of anger- you ebb and flow

i am trying to say 'i love you' enough times that it loses its sting