Tuesday, July 24, 2007
i wish i had an older brother who would hug me and tell me it would all be all right. so i could feel safe. safer.
i wish i was young again, so i could crawl into my daddy's lap and he'd stroke my hair and the world would seem all beautiful.
Tears catch in my throat,
Unrevealed misery,
Hidden beneath a coat,
Cold and dreary.
The fine needle-like drops of rain,
on skin, they sting,
Bringing tiny frissions of cold pain,
icy, chilling.
sweet innocence,
all wide eyed curiosity,
exploring hands, and
piercing cries.
Inviting cuddling arms,
and soothing songs,
How...
envy-provoking.
--Merci tout le monde--
10:07:00 PM