I jump into time, pressing through,
I don’t grow up and refuse anything new,
My lungs, they burn with acid blood mixed air,
I take a hold and breathe in the glowing pear.
The deep harlequin taking over my chest,
I can feel my heart breaking beneath my breast.
I’ve pressed so hard; it doesn’t know what to do,
This heart, that’s trying to free itself from you.
This time, it beats until it breaks,
Shatters into onyx shards and azure lakes.
I sit, grasping, clasping at empty pieces,
Until I hold off, watching as time ceases.
These carnelian bruises take their place,
They mark a memory I’m not willing to erase.
Deep within my memory, I’m breaking through,
And throwing out the shattered pieces of me and you.