This place is keeping me alive
holding me from the edge of crash
on the condition that I thrive.

Who expects the damaged plant repotted
not to show bruises?

You pick up a wounded animal not to cure
but to soothe.

Would they throw them back out
if their bruises heal slowly?
if their limp still shows?
Would you throw out a dog, meek and lowly?

Tubes and needles only prolong my throes

If you haven’t caught on,
the bitch may have been cold
but she has never known such life.

A time to learn freedom, before she is sold
the cuts on my arms aren’t all my own knife.
the scars on my arms aren’t all my knife.
I mean fuck, I had plans for