In the woods,

I tore apart the person you were,

you wouldn't shed your skin fast enough

I cried for you,

though you felt the pain

Midnight,

swallowing my emotions down

as if an exotic cake

thunder roars with pain,

clouds crying

I murder myself over and over again

You pick up leaves,

collecting the broken ones,

so you can out them back together

a giant puzzle

always envied you for that

You stand looking at the trees

so happily I've ever seen you be

why do you smile?

why are you so happy even after what I've done?

You look at me,

smile bigger,

your freckles brighter,

you hold out your arms

embrace me.

It's okay, you never meant to hurt yourself.