Her pain… My knees are blistered Hands clenched, white knuckles My thoughts echo in my head Over and over Can’t you hear me…pleading
Her pain… I’ve carved initials in imaginary trees Wrote poems in fresh blood Cried for no reason…yes reasons My breath is heavy on my chest I stare up…up…up
Her pain… I am weaker, yet still strong Singing promises in off tempo phrases Drowning in sanded fears Clutching my heartstrings Dreaming nightmare blemishes
Her pain… I have done the best I can Smiled when I couldn’t Laughed as I frowned Collapsed against my well wishes Screaming to the heavens
Her pain…put it all on me, all on me, all on me, all on me