Slinky Down the Stairs

Is it good?

To stand where I stand

To be Me

That likes to play Slinky

First waving over in silver bridges

Only to slam against a stair

Collapse and shrink, shrink, shrink

Then backbend over again

Rebirth

Leads into the crumple, the scramble

Find my feet

Tip over the edge

Hope that this time around

I'll fly

Instead of hit the floor

The Me that is whole

Perfectly licked, sealed, and stamped

Not a cloud in the sky

Not a chip in the polish

Appears full moon shine

Whenever and always

Cam says I'm his girl

Whenever his one green eye smiles

While the blue other winks

Whenever that last, winning goal

Kisses the net in honor

Of whole and happy

Me

The Me that is broken

Shattered glass

Cracked egg

Peeling away, layer by layer

Appears all too often

Ultra-violet power

Whenever and always

Candies trade sides

Whenever I'm the evil stepmother to his baby

Whenever he cozies up to replacement blondes

Smashes gifts

Dodges arrows

And makes me fall to sleep

In tears

Cam can be lovely

All smiles

Red roses

Sweetly-sent IMs

And because he is so lovely

That when he trips up

Or when I trip up

And things seem to explode

I can't help but to lose that grip

Massie insists I must never let go

But how I can help from crying

When the boy that belongs to my side

As if we were two magnetic halves

Of a whole

Tries to find someone better

Doesn't always chin me up

But crash me down

I know it isn't his fault

It's mine and ours both

We're just so...so

Confusing

But I still wish

I wasn't Me

Who needed the someone who hurt her most

Who forgave and forgot

The scars that really dug deep

I wish that Me, that I, that whatever

Would pick

Up or down

Would either stay soaring

Be with the Cam that captured her smiles

Or simply stick to the ground

Say enough is enough

Clean a slate and refuse to scratch him back

Impossible, of course.

Cam is now

A part of Me

I couldn't erase him if I tried

But even though things are

Today

Golden and Cloud Nine

Tomorrow I'm sure

Will send me puffy-eyed and stuffy-nosed

Running all the way home

From the big bad Cam I love

Like the last little pig.