Monday, September 16, 2013

Journal

I shared the pain when your heart was broken
My pages caught your hot escaping tears
It was the first time I have felt sadness like that
It felt worse than when we went through that depression last year
Or when we were betrayed
Or when we were so lonely and thought bad things
This is worse
I feel your hand shaking against my spine
I feel you trying to grasp the pen tight
I'm covered in illegable tattoos
I hope I help heal you
I hope that when you come back to me
someday it is a sweet reunion
That I won't be destroyed in a bitter rage like your last confidant


JAM

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