You took apart my life. What'd you find on my insides? Pictures of us hung with twine; strung from my organs taped and tied. You said i would be fine. But everyone knows. Every. One. Knows. Days spent marking time. Marching time. Parking fines. I wish that I could say "better days" unafraid. An avalanche of love buried and broke my trust. And everyone knows. Every. One. Knows