Georgette

By Aatmaja Agrawal

even the beating heart tires.

you keep on grabbing my hair and all I give you

you wait with your head bent backwards

I tip-toe past the creaking door of this home we built

slowly killing you with my song

push me down and out but I’m never gone

georgette and net it holds me together till you’re so far gone

even the beating hand tires

only so many songs that you can sing

to cover for rotten liars

drinking the pain and then throwing the sadness up

leaving knife stabs on my broken back

they might heal as wings or stay as scabs

tears from your heaven down my throat it burns too much to bear. 

but I still stay

you move in like a hawk 

you tear me apart

climbing all the way up till I flush you out

the chemical in my veins

slowly killing you with my song

push me down and out but I’m never gone

georgette and net it holds me together till you’re so far gone

leaving knife stabs on my broken back

they might heal as wings or stay as scabs

tears from your heaven down my throat it burns too much to bear

but I still care. 

By Aatmaja Agrawal