the title of my favorite book and a song played at my work
i always related to those three words as a statement labeling someone's break down of sanity
today i identified differently.
i've come undone
in a beautiful, terrifying way
i've unlaced the ties of fear roped around [me] [everything i know] myself
i've undone the
no
i've been undone by something
[knowledge maybe]
been told that you don't move forward without letting it scare you and just going ahead and throwing up about it.
i don't want to [can't] be afraid of being in love anymore
it's all been prelude's to his [fingers] eyes
and with the undoing of my [mind/thoughts/stubborness] laces
there is a serenity everyone is asking me to explain
how could i
it's internal
he is my w.d.
how could i exlain all that
the letters and the forever longing
i couldn't
i won't
she's come undone
she is me
anne is dead
MY laces are gone
HER fears live on
like a whistle through my vein.
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