you asked me why I was afraid of commitment
and I wanted to tell you that it was because
I was afraid of breaking my insides
of spreading apart my rib cage far enough
for anyone to see the cold dying thing it trapped behind its bars
that I might have to explain why my heart had no steady rhythm
and my blood hasn't flowed through my veins in years
that I couldn't fathom how anyone could love this
body that I hate so much
and I'm afraid of the boy who could manage to
force air into my lungs again
I should have told you everything
but the only words I could force from between my lonely lips
were 'I don't want it to hurt.'
I just don't want it to hurt
Jesus Fuck
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/collateral-damage-16/
