Sunday, December 7, 2025

[found on the back of a painting from the spring]

There is such a strong silence here today
It takes over my room
My jackets on the hook
My pictures on the wall
It says everything without words
It holds everything without words

I am not simple
I never promised to be

The danger of intimacy
is the pain of misunderstanding
and that is such a 
cutting wound

healing does not happen
quickly
and it will not happen
all at once
Fear is the enemy
of all resolution

Please I am begging
you in the only
way I know how
To try

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