Edges

Folder: 
2017

I am sorry

you get

caught

on my

corners

escape

on my

edges

 

I am sorry

you have

nothing

to be jealous about

everything

to lose

 

The blades

on my

shoulders

will not

take sandpaper

 

The sounds

in my

head

will not

take no

for an answer

 

All the truth

I could tell

spells out for you

I can’t stand anything

I can’t change

 

so quiet is

the only place

I know how

to be sorry

I will try to

shout it to the sky

for you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 9/8/17

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