Wednesday, May 9, 2012

I cannot seem to smile
and my skin cannot grip
It’s fluid motion
keeps slipping through the cracks.
There is only dread
painted on my lips
and sadness bleeds
from this heart of mine.
I would close my eyes
and wish the pain away
but when I close my eyes
your eyes are all
that my eyes see.

(February 1, 2012)

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