Every time you see
me...
Pride
Ends...
Little nose
Little hands...
You want to keep things separate
Until I am doing the separating...
I burned these bridges years ago
And yet the pain continues to flow...
Waiting melts patience like icing in the sun
no sweetness left, just the anxiety inside...
When I went
deep, deep into the water...
Under a shadow
and the rooster’s crow...
She hides the pain she goes through,
Home is like a war zone...
There's something so strange
about how you healed...
If you can't say you miss me.
Or prove it in any way...
Smiling ever so happily
Concentrating on your art...