Isolation

Why again, must I lose my love? Cursed to never keep what I’m sure I most want Star student of Grief Wasted genius of Love Force fed again, the wisdom of isolation Met me tough, ate me up, got me soft, and left me lost Lost my voice, gave no choice, unheard no matter how loud or generous So now I watch my shadow on the wall Become a different animal Shedding skin, shredding it all That shape shifts brutal Practicing isolation never thought it’d be that bad But I found muscles in my body that I never knew I had Focusing on precision planning movements far ahead We suffer through the growth Work your body work your body Get back in your body in your body Work your body work your body Purr against my root To soothe my aching guts A wash of afternoon returning to my own love It’s pure against my womb More than just a nut Crack me into liquid Crush me into dust Now I’m alone Making sure my body is inhabitable Turn on a habit that’s inevitable Work your body work your body work your body Practicing isolation never thought it’d be that bad But I found muscles in my body that I never knew I had Focusing on precision planning movements far ahead We suffer through the growth (You’re gonna be okay. You gotta be okay You’re too good to waste You just have to try- you have to try just a little bit harder Can you do that?)