Lizzy Burnam 🐞

I gave my life for poetry 
I knew it from the start 
When first I recognized the Me 
Who owns this beating heart 

Early prayers to God became 
A whispered rhyme to None
I found a pulse I couldn’t tame 
I had nowhere to run 

If I could take it back, I would 
The book I first flipped open 
Don’t let me be misunderstood 
The spine already broken 

So here I am, the fool who left 
Who chose a life of longing 
Every word a hollow theft 
Which can’t restore belonging