I have seen the light shining in my eyes
my mirror can't hide the stars that linger
under the pain there.
each day a new layer clouds me
milky white some day the soul won't shine through
sunshine in the early spring
scratching, clawing to shine through grey-white skies
only succeeding so that we can see it is day.
nothing special, but it is day. we can awaken from our beds and roll our eyes at
another moment turned to grief
another chance not taken.
our feet trudging through morning breathe
and the crusts in the corners of our eyes.
We awake, but to what state?
We cut, we scar, we bleed.
Our blood grows teeth--
and it bites.
7:59 pm - Tuesday, Mar. 25, 2008
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