"...He's so annoying. I mean can't he just leave me alone. As if i would ever be his friend, he thinks he's so perfect.Like he's never done anything wrong..."
Arms open to us...vulnerable
Walking with us, trusting us.
He never did anything wrong
Or is it wrong to love us
love us...enough to die?
----Gasp for air
Pull at the nails holding you up by your bruised purple wrists
Splinters embedded in the small amount of flesh left on your back
Stifle the scream trying to rip out of your throat
Your searching eyes look upward
"dad..I can't do it."
The sweat and blood streams down
Stinging your eyes that are already welling up with tears
A Sob breaks out
Grief wraps around you like a snake squeezing the life out of you---
All of it for you, and I would do it again without thinking twice.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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