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By Courtney Date: 2001 Dec 02 Comment on this Work [[2001.12.02.17.34.18236]] |
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All the words I wish you could feel all the times I've wished you could know the sorrow lying stiff in my throat like cold and broken teeth I wish you could hear the child that cries in my flesh and makes my bones ache I wish I could speak to my fear I wish you could hold me in your arms like oceans and soothe what my muscles remember all the bruises, all the sour hope all the screams and scraped knees the cloudy days so dark I wondered if my eyes were even open the days that I felt like August, and that I too, would soon turn to Fall |