i am all holes
i am all holes
i am filled and hollowed
flawed and cold
and what came seeping out of me
i thought it was blood from the break
but it was the colour of my hair
and it sounded how i laugh
the length of my fingernails
and all the fucking mistakes i make
the hair on my arms and my middle name
the scar on the right side of my jawbone
my freckles and how i hug and
why i blow on ice cream when
i know it's already cold
and if anyone ever asks me
how long it takes to
forget who you are
i will tell them
it takes as long as it must
because life is only for the living
and i
i am a ghost girl
intangible and haunted
filled with holes
and wholly empty