Too Much

I cried myself to my feet this morning

It felt like no one cared

I don’t know how so many people can move

When the dirt keeps pushing us down

Sometimes trenches become our home

No matter how many ladders are thrown in

Once you’ve seen a dead body

It’s hard to look anyone in the eye

They may be taken away

Or infinitely worse

They may just choose to leave

Eventually you learn how to walk again

Neck fully exposed

Shoulders back

But it doesn’t come without cost

There’s a numbness inside

So when you kiss a man on bended knee

He tastes like chalk

And moves like vapor

Some people don’t understand

They think every action deserves a consequence

They don’t realize that’s only a strategy

Every bad behavior comes from a crack

As we pass it down the line

Taking hits

Giving kicks

Hoping someday to have it better

I love

All the time

Even when I cry

Maybe that’s why

My shell is so hard

There is already too much inside