like a child

i remember the days, but moreso the nights
i remember the chill
that white winter bite

i remember the fire set so deep in your eyes
i remember the way you looked just like a child

but if i could go back,
what could i say?

it was more like some severity
split and drawn and you severed me
and i can't forget how i hit my knees
that night i smashed your picture
and i screamed and i screamed and i screamed

i threw the phone and the phone was dead
so i hit the walls with my fists and head
and i wouldn't sleep
for the things i dread would find me in my empty bed
my bleeding hands
my aching head

but if i could go back,
what could i say?

just stay for a while
like an icicle slide further in to this heavy-eyed child
just never believe the things that you see
when you peel back the skin
it can never be if you think what you see is me