The fallen

we are the fallen
tearing off bandaids
and peering at the gaping chasms
of our souls

a person need not be perfect
much less stable
i'm not even sure what that means anymore

sometimes you have to keep people closer than you'd like
but sometimes
its better to keep your distance

we don't dance
what are we hiding?

secrets

what are we waiting for?

tomorrow

are you ready?