Time and attention
I swear she swore
she could carry us,
but here we are
I’m asking for help
from strange hands
that aren’t sensitive
at all anymore.
I know it’s hard,
keeping up this fight
alone in the crowd,
you can’t breathe
overwhelmed I suppose,
not sure I’d ever know
exactly how it felt
carrying all that weight
of future time.
I said,
I’m here to help
balance all the weight
here on my broken shoulder.
I honestly don’t mind,
being ignored,
I’ve begged the girl
to simply be a part
Of her fight.
She insists and swears
on doing this alone,
a fight that’s
truly all her own.
I’m afraid now,
she’s going to die
and I’ll read about it
years from now.
My guardian protector
cruel in a way
she’s trying to shield me
from my own
sensitive charms.
It was her own denial
that put us on this road
that turned out to be
my greatest foe.
I never saw today coming.
So I ask you readers
please pray for Jo
these mornings are cold
they keep getting
quieter and quieter.
I haven’t heard from her
in weeks now.
2 responses to “I Swear She Swore”
Thank you “Someone” I know she’ll appreciate it.
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She is in my thoughts and prayers ❤
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