
Hannah Flowers
Close enough to touch
Is also close enough to cut
To open the floodgates
On an overflowing heart
The last time I let myself feel
I couldn’t make it stop
Once the light turns on, it stays on
And lying there, in plain sight
The debris of my whole mind
And you can swim away and I’m stuck
Standing in my own mess
Picking myself back up again
It’s not that I don’t want love
It’s that I have much too much