Fix Me

I cannot forget the familiar abuses,

from our fragile compromise.

I’m sorry I broke. For me

it’s so easy to come back

to you, and this empty room.

I used to wish we could stay

here forever: but things changed.

I could say anything at first,

 but now I bite my tongue,

to ensure you don’t explode.

All your practiced poses, now shape

my bruises and burned skin.

Like the room, I’m empty too,

“Fix me,” I say, but you won’t.

You want me to stay: I can’t.

The bitter in me is bigger than us both. 

Another imitation of H.L Hix. I can't stop using his structure haha it's so addictive. this one is still a work in progress though