“I’m here.
God, I’m here.”
and there will be a
chorus ringing in the background
and a humming of a sweet melody
“I’m here.
God, I’m here.”
and there will be a
chorus ringing in the background
and a humming of a sweet melody
to the dark puddle at my feet
i wore a jacket, a beanie on my head
and still i was soaked partially
i looked into the distance
at the changing sky
and meandered as if i trailed
behind answers to why
he thinks she does not
know
she knows
she’s known
and in the name of being kind
she’s allowed it
but
I am her tougher self, big sister, and her champion.
Leave her alone.
Do not use her.
Walk away if you must
but cease to abuse her.
in my room
the companions
of my nights
what happens when there’s nothing left
to do?
when i search inside
and there are no lights?
leave my skin untouched
before the simmer or wave
bringing sand to the beach
a spark to my blaze