How's It Hurting?
- Paul Clive
- Aug 1
- 1 min read
Please dumb it down for me
I'm tired of playing
Pretending
I have any clue what I'm doing
What's going on?
How's it hurting?
Hands over eyes
Heart left burning
How's it going?
How's it hanging?
How are you, dear?
How's it hurting?
Drive it home
Learning, yearning
Swirling
Customizing warnings
Guttural
With primal wording
Formalities
At last deforming
Spaghettify these feelings for me
Stretching out
Of my lungs
Right out of my mouth
Down into my hands
Gut-punched and homesick
Remember a moment
I meant everything to you
Please dumb it down for me
I have no expertise
And no fucking prestige
Just pretending
I know how to breathe
Collecting these
Memories replayed like
Remedies I think
I made this one last mistake
A million times
Asking how it felt
Asking if it ever meant
Asking if we never met
If I'll ever not be sick
What's going on?
How's it going?
Hand over heart
Eyes left searching
How are you, dear?
How's it hurting?
How's It Hurting?
