I’ve been speaking to God about you.
Told him you’ve been wearing apathy
as a defense against loss
Loss of love,
Loss of control,
Loss of the innocent child you used to be.
Told him the way you create distance
to test the elasticity of bonds is breaking my heart,
And breaking yours too,
even if you refuse to accept it.
Told him you carry nonchalance like a chronic cough,
Shackle meanness to your tongue
and only put it back in your mouth after it has lashed out.
I’ve been speaking to God about you
And even tho he knows I’m full of complaints
He lets me ramble to sooth my restless mind