Thursday, August 5, 2010

A moment

I'll never let another person
Swallow my tears for me
There are too many
That drip from these scarred fingertips
And glisten in the one light
I ever let shine on myself

But another has had to watch them
And is says more about-
My state-
That I would allow this intrusion
And not cave into the hole
Buried inside

I've soared and crashed in moments
Been heavy on the ground then flew
And it's a sorrow and happiness
That constantly-
And makes due

Tell me if there's something I must do
To stop it-
To fight it-
or is it simply about
Being free to live it

Do I just live it?
Can I just live it?

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