beloved, i am not indifferent to how you’ve bled / my ears are getting worn from your arrogance, but i swear you are cherished / i know you can’t handle the hurt in your chest / i know it’s getting harder to breathe, but i swear i won’t let this be your last breath / i know the tears, & how they don’t seem to quit / i know the answers to the thousand things you still don’t get
Filed under: do not leave me fallen Tagged: 2013, beloved, little boy, poetry
