Sunday, December 13, 2009

Getting Low

for Cassie

When you showed me those scars
on your wrists, I was too young
to understand their significance.

That your pain is my pain
and that pain is what we live with.

I spent the day in my room
listening to music scream
I'M ALIVE. I am alive.

I am alive to sit in dark
rooms with you. To show
you how to find
stars that haven't reached us yet-
sparks of happiness in future instances.