Just Tears Now

March 16, 2022

The first time I saw

your fragile hand

Cut up

I was terrified

Angry and confused

So many therapies

So much medication

So many incidents

passed

I see the fresh cut now

And ache for you

I look outside

Tears streaking

Powerless

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