whisper the story to me, you know the
one; don't be translucent, don't be

ashamed

of the darkness that comes with
always knowing
what happens next.

you are so sad.

it's painful to watch, but i've looked a
hundred different directions since first
seeing you, yet i can't keep from
looking back;

your eyes are wounded birds, tired, so
tired from fluttering about, & never getting
anywhere.

i want to love you.
i want to build you a world that accepts
you in all of your pain and sickness,
that throbbing sensation that burns
from your insides out.

hatred. anger. the way you can just
walk away. from. everything. from. everyone.
from
me.

i want to build you a world that allows me
to forgive you again and again and again...

whisper the story to me, you know the
one; don't be translucent, don't be

ashamed

of the darkness that comes with
always knowing

what happens next.

09/12/2008

Posted on 09/12/2008
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