Braided VeinsYou were 26. Paralyzed, certain, and beautiful.Braided Veins3 years ago in Free Verse
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I was 15. Naive, lost, and unaware.
Somewhere along the line I braided the veins in my wrist to match the scars in my soul.
You told me once that you felt sorry for me, and all I could bring myself to do was laugh.
And it is then I realized tragedy and despair only lived in the mind, but only if you let them.
The difference between us was so alarming, painful.
Your legs didn't work and you loved this existence.
My legs were beautiful, spread open for every stranger, and only to feel alive.
You once put your lips against my chest and told me you could hear my heart ticking like a clock.
I knew you were lying, because my heart was cut out years ago.
But I liked the way your lips felt pressed against my flesh
, so I didn't bother to argue.