2008-06-10 - 3:32 p.m.
words hurt
Sometimes life seems so heavy-
the weight of every year, every day,
silently stacked upon my slumping shoulders.
Today, i can barely lift my head.
i don't know how to fix this-
you.
i don't know how to fix you.
And every word i read sits sourly,
bitter verbal bile.
All i want to do is help you,
heal you.
But somehow those words won't come.
i can't even speak to you-
Cowardice keeps me back.
Like the Judas that you think me to be,
i idley watch the loss of all i loved.
And i did-
i do.
i loved you for the beauty of your spirit-
the wise older sister,
inspired and inspiring.
i'm sorry that i am not braver,
that i am not stronger.
