Time Bomb Poem by Maya Hanson

Somehow I have not been born right
I can't get high on you loving me
even when it's tattooed on you and it's etched inside my skull

When I want to be alone I go out into a crowd
because in the center of me is a guitar
and I don't know how to play it
I need you instead
you seem to read these notes better than me

You seem to sit better on the edges of their smiles
I'm unmoving here, bread on the table
and no one gives me a second glance without your honey

Somehow I have not been born right
I can hear my heartbeat like a time bomb
this distance like a spotlight
until I tremble in a crowd to feel alone again

You make me more dangerous
standing so close,
I could go off at any moment
and just because I choose you to stand next to in the crowd
doesn't mean you're invincible

Somehow I have not been born right
but I have learned to live it,
capsize when I suffocate,
fix broken hearts in the space between alone and claustrophobic,
reach for you to find bread and honey