5-6-2013

By Shaire Blythe

 

Darkest visions is what you see,

I see more than that with what is between us

 

You called me pretty at a time when I was young,

Then I didn't see, no, I didn't see what you saw

 

With hot tears in the corners of your eyes,

the pain remains, you're in much shame

Frgaile bones you stumble with,

Isn't your time too soon?

 

I'm here to say you'll make it through the stress,

I know you