Poems from Rainwhiskers
I don't want to look in the mirror and see failure anymore.
I don't want to wish away my shadow.
I want to think of my reflection as...
How is this fair?
I offer nothing, yet they give me their swords.
I speak with harsh truths, yet they thank me for my kindness.
I stand...
I remember,
Dancing in the living room,
Singing off tune,
I remember
Playing in the dirt,
rolling in the mud,
I remember,
Climbing trees...
The drum beat of a life.
Constant, unwavering.
The voice of a child.
Small, helpless.
The words of desperation.
A last stand, a final...
Inevitable.
My fate is inevitable.
That last sweet goodbye will cling to my mind like moss to a tree for the rest of my life.
Sometimes...