Butterfly stitches

If you need me to,
I can take your heart from you.

If you fear that it may break,
I will take your heart from you.


I will wrap it in soft muslin,
and keep it safe,
inside my chest, beside my own.

If  it is bruised and torn,
I will take your heart from you.

I will bathe it in warm water,
and stitch it back together,
with the gentlest of butterfly stitches.

And when you are ready,
I will give your heart back to you

And it will beat so strong.
And it will feel so right,
sitting warm and safe inside your chest.

Unpleasant

This feeling is unpleasant.
I can't quite pin it down,
but it is unpleasant..

I feel like I am clawing from inside myself
A tiny me,
trying desperately to get out.

My jaw is set,
my brow is sagging
The sides of my mouth are slipping down my face.

I rub my hands over my face,
a little too rough,
again and again.

It's nothing too serious,
it's just an unpleasant feeling,
that I can't quite pin.