Elucidating Questions

As I walked along this never ending road I stopped him,

I said, can you hold my broken heart?

I didn’t think he could fix it, I’d seen that bandaids never helped,

Telling me to write on the feeling just makes me volitile and the pain shouldn’t be said

It’s broken, and I don’t know how to put it back together anymore.

I wanted Queen to be again, something old in something new.

Too much pressure. I feel like I can’t breathe.

At the very least I wanted to know him,

But even that,

Was beyond me.