Distance
You sit quietly beside me
yet i feel a gaping, bleeding canyon between
Us.
I long to jump down
I long to reach the other shore
where you are lying
alone and in pain.
When you turn those sightless eyes
towards some point behind me-
When you clench your fists
to still the tremours in your soul
My heart cries-
It is ripped out, exposed to the frigid winter,
stabbed with a hundred icicles of words you do not say.
Cannot say.
Will not say.
Cannot trust.
Will not trust.
I am afraid.
Will I say something-
Wrong,
to make you hate me?
I am cowardly,
so I try to say the things you want to hear,
wondering if,
you'll hate me just the same.
All I can do, is wait for some move.
Of that corpse lying on the other shore
to raise the head that i so adore.
I will plunge willingly into bloody waters
to carry that umbrella that lovingly shelters
your ravaged soul-
and pray that you will know
that I am there
that you are not alone.
Monday, September 11, 2006
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