Isolation

Why again, must I lose my love?
Cursed to never keep what I’m sure I most want
Star student of Grief
Wasted genius of Love
Force fed again, the wisdom of isolation

Met me tough, ate me up, got me soft, and left me lost
Lost my voice, gave no choice, unheard no matter how loud or generous

So now I watch my shadow on the wall
Become a different animal
Shedding skin, shredding it all
That shape shifts brutal

Practicing isolation never thought it’d be that bad
But I found muscles in my body that I never knew I had
Focusing on precision planning movements far ahead
We suffer through the growth

Work your body work your body
Get back in your body in your body
Work your body work your body

Purr against my root
To soothe my aching guts
A wash of afternoon returning to my own love

It’s pure against my womb
More than just a nut
Crack me into liquid
Crush me into dust

Now I’m alone
Making sure my body is inhabitable
Turn on a habit that’s inevitable
Work your body work your body work your body

Practicing isolation never thought it’d be that bad
But I found muscles in my body that I never knew I had
Focusing on precision planning movements far ahead
We suffer through the growth

(You’re gonna be okay. You gotta be okay
You’re too good to waste
You just have to try- you have to try just a little bit harder
Can you do that?)