When time stands still

I’m standing in the kitchen
with my yolky heart still beating,
split wide like an egg
from all the words my mouth won’t say.
I don’t tell you
about the raging war
that’s tearing me inside out.
I can’t tell you
about the tsunami
in my head, won’t stop til I’m dead-
I’m worth less alive.
You know, you know
I’m a little upside-down now.
Your eyes are a hurricane themselves,
torn by love and hurt,
the god-damn perfect storm.
The clock’s chatter keeps us silent,
time says it all. We’ve done did it all.

I’m a wind-up doll,
left to sit in a shop
on the very back shelf
all by myself.
And it doesn’t hurt at all.

When time stands still

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