random poetry

Cross
Cross
Mar 2, 2009, 6:42 PM |
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From this gaping wound in my chest flows pain in the dark
Dissolving the love that binds each instant together

Thrashing with a fever from which I cannot awake, I can't even hear the last voice

Don't cry, when I held you tight enough to break
You trembled,
Softly touch my upraised palms, never...until the end

Fragile wishes like the sand that spills over, close to the light
Your face is closed, blurred by the tears that never dry up

My prayers pierce deeply through the cracks of my fingers

How much endless pain and sorrow
Could I have saved you from?

Touch me harder with your hands, ever and never end