Doe eyed, she looks up and asks,
"Will you carry me?"
Halving the rhythm of footfalls.
Honesty in his action hitting the
first notes of a lasting song, holding
fulfillment and fear in the
form of a little girl in arms.
Loyal through the swells- music and storm,
teaching things that he had no business knowing while
conquering things that had no business attacking him.
When the fork in the path
read that he must decide between
Rest and Moving On
he quietly comforted his aching heart
and limped further,
Apologizing all the while to the ***** faced child.
Her arms around his neck choking him, warmly.
Finding peace in their relentlessness,
certain that would
carry her when he no longer could,
taken with the idea that
death was the needed break he awaited.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 2:27 PM UTC
Doe eyed, she looks up and asks,
"Will you carry me?"
Halving the rhythm of footfalls.
Honesty in his action hitting the
first notes of a lasting song, holding
fulfillment and fear in the
form of a little girl in arms.
Loyal through the swells- music and storm,
teaching things that he had no business knowing while
conquering things that had no business attacking him.
When the fork in the path
read that he must decide between
Rest and Moving On
he quietly comforted his aching heart
and limped further,
Apologizing all the while to the ***** faced child.
Her arms around his neck choking him, warmly.
Finding peace in their relentlessness,
certain that would
carry her when he no longer could,
taken with the idea that
death was the needed break he awaited.
