Patchwork
Choke down pain. Swallow the hurt like so much sand, fill yourself with dust and glass trying to soak up the bile.
Plug the hole, to keep the pitch from bubbling out of that empty place.
Stitch stitch stitch, and hope they hold.
Stand up, brush yourself off, smile pretend nothing is wrong.
And it's still not enough.
Plug the hole, to keep the pitch from bubbling out of that empty place.
Stitch stitch stitch, and hope they hold.
Stand up, brush yourself off, smile pretend nothing is wrong.
And it's still not enough.