YouDon'tKnow

Don't you know that my life has always been a little more than complicated?

It's this erratic, chaotic mess I know
The one thing that has ever made sense
It's the one thing I'm trying to make sense of
The one that begs of all my senses

I can't let you see,
Let any of you see
The salt that drains out slowly

Salt is my proof that I am alive
My only proof that I still feel,
But the thing that proves I'm still broken

Darling, you don't know
You don't know all the burdens I still hold

Darling, darling you don't know
I find my beauty in the mess.

Darling, you don't know
You Don't Know,
It's the bleeding that lets me breathe.

And you'll never know what it's like to daily choke
To hope each day that there's still hope

My darling, you will never know
What it was like to write these lines
To breathe, to bleed, to cry
To for a moment, feel alive.

-Noemi E. Garcia Rigsby