Sharp Little Pieces

Sharp little pieces

That infiltrate and settle in my skin

The tug of a suture

The rhythm of stretching myself thin

I look for distraction

The misery makes me feel alive

I need to stay motivated

I need all the help I can find

Are you heading to the demonstration?

Eyes are open wide

Be the martyr of a generation

I tried

I tried smoothing edges with my stone

I beat myself up, now I'm left alone

In the shadow of hopelessness

Worn to the core, down to the essence

We run to the river to clean our souls

We pack in the plaster to fill those holes

The chasms and valleys and waterfalls

The deepest erosion

Young child, full of inspiration

Story never told

Deep bruise, one manipulation

And they send you home

In the back seat of a taxi

Where it all went wrong

How could it go so wrong?

They abuse you if they choose to

Innocence is gone

Why did you wait so long?

No rescue, no protect you

While they wreck you down

How could it go so wrong?

They forget you, disconnect you

Keep your shame inside

Keep your shame inside

Keep your shame inside