Friday, January 22, 2010

Pardon Me

Walking with you


I lost my step


You didn't hold on


into the water I fell


I reached for you


You smacked me away


I cried out for help


You told me to be quiet


I gave you all of me


and it wasn't enough


I wasn't worth saving


I needed you


You needed more


As I come out of the water


all on my own


pardon me if I don't take your hand


you dropped me last time.

No comments:

Post a Comment

And then she was done.

The last few months have felt impossible. Yesterday, the weight of all of it, past and present, aided by my own failures, past and present, ...