For you

I watch you fall

And I’m sorry.

I want to be that someone you lean on

That person you seek when tears leak from your eyes

Like pipes in a forgotten home

Like rain in a rusty gutter

Pouring from red eyes, covering your body.

My shoulders are bending

The weight from your decisions

I want to be that person

Holding up the world

Not bending and breaking

Like that old forgotten bridge

With ivy on my skin

Creeping up my body, covering my face.

Would you smile if you saw me?

Falling away at the seems

Would you laugh if I laid down?

And let the ivy spread on the ground

Over the feet of too many people

I capture them in my trap

My trap

I hold them like flies

I want to be that person

You love

I want to be that person

In my fly trap

Caught in my ivy