Feb 2020
I'm trying to stay alive long enough
to get the words out..
the words your broken soul
has been longing to hear..
the shift, that will provide
the offset
Not as if, an undoing of the trauma
or an explanation as to why
this whole ****** up world
is as ****** up as it is
but instead
ones that will show you
that it all has been worthwhile--
That the pain that you carry
will find a place--
and you will no longer have to be
so all alone
I am failing, my beautiful..
and I am dying
in all of my inability
to say to you (and those like you)
what it is I have been built (from day-one)
.
.
.
.
.
to say.
I think my guitar is embarrassed to know me
