It not easy... you said.
|| On The First Day Of Loss [Pt 6]
The words that hit,
If you accused, I didn't notice;
Now, they'll never return,
Seem bound
In an inaccessible time;
Have been already mystified.
What happened, is different
I cannot speak
Maybe even you couldn't.
I felt to the ground, down,
Under my feet. So have you,
But when you sought
My footprints, in ditches,
I covered them with pride.
