Carve

It’s as if you cracked my skull open
Peeked inside while I was sleeping
And I’m thinking, “what business do you have?”

And I wish I could unsee your kindness
Every upward turn of your mouth
But I cannot so I’ll bury it in sound
In grace, in erasing myself

I would live in the deepest cave
And draw upon the walls
Ignore the sticks and stones
To ignite some kind of fire

And God, will they love me if I am honest?
I would starve until every bone would show
Just to feel a little lighter
And still avoid the truth

You carved your name in me
And I wish I never knew you