Tuesday, April 21, 2009

...And the Super Sappy Girl Finally Snapped Out of It

Written in November, 1995:

I am stung
by your obliviousness
How could you not want
to share
a little of your space
a little of your breath
a little of your self
with me?
It's dark again
too soon
Daylight is
my only reprieve
from damning thoughts
of why, why, why
you can't love me
as I love you.


Written in February, 2009:


I will no longer try
To slay your monsters for you
I can’t be your hero
I can’t be your saviour, anymore
I AM NOT THAT STRONG
and
YOU ARE NOT THAT WEAK
I will try to slay my own monsters now
(and they are many)
You watch me
Very closely
And you
learn.