The Empress

I've begged you to love me enough times to know it won't work

You killed me in cold blood and buried me deep in the dirt

I've begged you for patience enough to know how much it hurts

You dug me back up but I'm still coughing up dirt

I wanted to be the Fireflies

That you caught in a jar in July

To be in your hands, in your mouth

If you'd let me inside

Or the stone that you skipped

On the pond in the park last May

Or the bone that you broke and let heal