TogetherA Poem by AkromaI could kneel, and you could stand, and we could heal together. We could share the pain and sever the remaining tethers from all the guilt and shame and nights alone; Prevent our hands from casting its own stones. My head down, and your head up, we could walk side by side, no longer lying and yearning to hide. I could cry and scream and bite and fight, you could laugh and inwardly delight. Touch my bruised ego and my welted skin, my red wrists and my scraped shins. I could crawl, and you could sit, and we could forget the rest, all the nay sayers who say they know best. I could kiss your boots and you could pat my head and take away all the doubt, every last shred. You could make me, mark me, take me, and rob me of everything I used to be I could be you, and you could be me, and together we could set the other one free.
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3 Reviews Added on December 13, 2010 Last Updated on April 15, 2011 AuthorAkromaThe Yellow Brick RoadAboutWelcome aboard, Travelers! I go in and out of this reality, as does my writing. All feedback and critique is met with gratitude. more..Writing
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