Shoulders

these shoulders hold weight
yet i keep making them sag
with the cuts and bruises
they sag more and more
and i wish i was with you
i hate myself for not being there
for being so far away
our song makes me want to cry
as though the pain will go away
the scars will remain
and im sorry that theyre there
but they give me comfort
if just for a minute
that what i feel might be normal
these cut shoulders hold weight