treasure

who am i without this pain
that leaves a bruise that
you can't see
who am i that waits too long
until
the force inside my lungs says
breathe
who am i behind these lines
of your continuity
when sometimes all i want is
to escape the skin that makes
up me

who am i,  just
the girl you kiss
beneath the Maple tree
that wraps her hands in
your hair
and holds you like a treasure
from the sea 

that's just me