Wednesday, September 9, 2015

on the grass (messy)

You lay with your eyes looking
up and I looked down at you

I don't know if I will get better

you say quietly
and I feel the helplessness
the uncertainty of the future
cracking our faces slightly
breaking us apart

after a pause
I speak

mindset is everything
I think
I say hesitantly
I do not like my words to step
where it is not my place

in not knowing
positive and negative become equal
which would you
choose?

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