petrichor

she runs barefoot through my mind i can't breathe

cursing sharp stones that lie beneath

i just let the rain pour on the green

hoping that you'd fix someone like me

i put the worst of me in front of her, presenting it at her feet

surely a difficult place for her to be

i let her touch me with a healing grasp yet-

i suppose the pain never passed?

i desperately need a reminder, of who I am without her

view of self has its way with you, cruel-

all to make you wiser

is happiness my own, when it exists only in her validation?

you'll grow regretful deeming her your medication

i am sweeping grief under rugs, waiting for someone to clean it up

real love does not make her your crutch

the path is rocky underneath

lend you my shoes so you don't bleed

i just need to gain some clarity

or let the ground sink under me