Two halves of a whole That's what they always said we were
Ten minutes** after me you were born I made it to shore you were Ten minutes out to sea
Ten weeks you spent in incubators The doctors didn't think you would ever go home Ten weeks Later you pulled through
Ten years you've been in and out of hospital beds The surgeons always swore this was the last time, the tumor was gone Ten years later they were wrong
Ten times You have called me and told me you wanted out Being in this world was too painful and you couldn't do it anymore Ten times I have told you if you go I will follow
Twenty years I have watched you drowning Twenty years I have prayed I could take your pain and make it mine Twenty years I would rather swallow razor blades than see you hurt Twenty years I have wanted to save you but know I cannot swim
Ten minutes
I will drown instead
This is a re-write of a previous poem. I hope you all enjoy getting a look at my naked soul