i let you watch me lose my goddamn mind,
raging at the wallpaper and crying into a bible
i let you listen to the burning and the bleeding
and the pop of a pill bottle opening
i let you feel the screaming apologies and curses
i throw at the mirror, loud enough the walls shake
here is what i am saying,
“i am a ragged quilt of a person”
here is what i am asking,
“can you still love me”