fissure

there was a certain fissure to your voice today

i don't know what happened, something new

that it took on someone else's tone

trying to impress someone?

trying to be someone?

im out of veneer

and these parts erode rather quickly

i just want you to be you

i know it's hard, to find your language,

what feels like home

and at times, 

you get so flustered in company

words of an adopted stranger befall your body

but can you just breathe it back in?

there's too much wind, too much wind 

for you to remain intact with a 

crack 

or others, 

you want to impress me

but fall down so heavily

later you can't believe your demeanor

having lost track on your self, trying to run up to their speed

now you must rest to get back into your own two feet

but then you miss all the happenings of the next two weeks!

please stop rupturing your skin like you're a rock

you are not a rock

what if you become debris in limbo-

unable to reach me?

can the reason for the fissure be that

you no longer trust me?

this is brutal mockery,

brutal mockery