Renewed

Jumbled confusion of love run cold
You can’t unlearn what you used to know
Wounds reopened bleed and sting anew
Now you know what I always knew
Too little too late?
Or necessary hardships?
Hard times help us succeed
I just don’t know what I need
Or even want I want
I wish feelings were more blunt
Constant rattling, knocking
Try to move but blocking
The path to happiness
Or even just contentment
Has spikes and pikes and blood and lice
Locusts follow, turn back to the night
Swarming my heart like a suture for the wound
The one who caused the pain can’t be the one to heal it
The closer to the source, the so much more we feel it
Floating in water, no gravity, returning to the womb