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?)