it's all you can do

How well you do it is up to you.

4.

Living on loves
edge had
sharpened
you
Turning you into
a knife
that could
carve words
Translating them
into a language of
weapons

My voice once
sang your name
in a melody
written by God

Dull and out
of tune

As you become
a stranger on
my lips

I once was the
morning sun
light
passing through
white curtains

I once was the
kiss on bare
skin
lost between
satin sheets

I once saw in
your eyes
new horizons
rising from the
curves of my
smiles

I watched as
your
shining eyes
disappeared
as the Devils
eclipse
came to claim

Now I wait in
faith for
love to make its
way home

family friends since we were small
tracing grout in linoleum floors
I watched your dad pull those tapes out
he drew his weapon you drew yores

I can't be mad I say to this day
generations cursed
my first boyfriend shook his head
"I thought I was your first?"

there was a lump in my throat
and I thought back to that game
little frog ran over by the cars
you taught me how to skip through lanes

first friend that I ever had
I still think that you knew better
simply "child's innocence"
crayon written apology letter

floral pattern sheets
I was a flower at full bloom
until you flung me on that bed
I wilted in that room

you told me sometimes that it hurts
but it'll be super quick
that I cannot say anything
people will think I'm sick

It all goes black soon after that
red stain, metal taste, a puncture
Did the right thing after the fact
though frozen like a sculpture

you went on and on again
and never really paid
those girls carried it with them
through 1st and 2nd grade

and now I am a grown up
with something in me hollow
a little froggy in my throat that I still cant seem to swallow

I told myself I'd get better
through hell or through high water
but then felt you pluck more petals
when I heard you had a daughter