Borders

August 12, 2014

I can look you in the eyes

And as you leave

I find my hands shaking

I listened to you talk

I lost where I was

You touch my shoulder

And I feel myself blush

The heat in my skull rises

I almost see the sorrow

It is a clinging leech

Staring at me

I won’t break again

Sweeping the tables clear

I have learned to understand

The pain of everyone else

I let in what I dread

I aim at what is in front of me

I glare at it

And I do not let it take over me

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