Stay or Leave

*** There's something inside me that feels ... something inside me that just feels ... that you should go away ***

This heart was never alive,
but I'm being born again;
asphyxiation, by lilies,
I dreamt once of a kiss on my lungs ...
and taking a familiar breath of my old lives.

Oh there are rocks in my skin,
I shed layer after layer like an ugly snake
(who just wants to be appreciated for what's inside)
hoping these clinging memories will finally die,
and someone's fingers will be there once again
to pluck these aching stones and
dust off my weary bones.

STAY, LEAVE ...

To throw those rocks at masks on the wall
made of glass, reflecting me all,
a hammer and nails to fade the pains;
my guilt, my shame
(my wilt, my face)
locking doors under every stare.

STAY, LEAVE ...

Tomorrow is for tears,
today will be the smiles
dead birds singing on the white trees
leaves of ash stitching to my skin,
to remind me of being buried in
forbidden words.

STAY, LEAVE ... you never know where you are.