The sameness kills me
The way you are stagnant
In your suffering
Maybe if you died
You would be at peace
Even though I wouldn't.
I learned today
That Charlie had to grow up fast--
And they shamed him into silence
So that's why
He doesn't say much
But he is so kind
And I know that Jenny
Hasn't had it easy
Especially when her mom died
Yet she sees the best in people
Somehow
Maybe,
If you left
I'd have reason to be sad
Instead of lingering in your hospital
Aimlessly
Maybe
I could learn to be kind
And see the best in people.
I've been told it's okay
To give you permission,
So even though you don't understand,
Maybe God will take this poem as a prayer.
It's okay. Don't be afraid to hurt me. You can go home.
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