Bones

My bones sit like crumpled plastic on this dark road my twisted ankles and heels pretty, stilted, and contrived My body wrapped like a package My hair like the cover of a book a foreshadowing of my mind and i've just dug my way down again Once god's eyes blinked I tore my silk dress because I'm just too young and I just don't remember what pain is like when it's over So here, in this place, these bones were painted when I gave them over as I said, "Child let me stand Take these things but keep Me locked in your golden hands" Because i'll fall... But he grabbed Me like crime so fast, seemingly unassuming, so wrong and shattered me like stained glass trampling my temple, And my fruitful garden without seeing it Or seeing these blue eyes This trust, my deep love My deep red heart So here, Im just broken Like an empty bottle Like the ones that litter your mouth And my forever vacant chest I've lost it all Again at your hands... and you don't even care