Friday, November 13, 2009


Begged the rain to fall on broken promises
Maybe if the drops washed the ink away
I could forget that I broke your heart

Begged the ring to fall in the drain
The memories to bury themselves with a sweet abandon
Begged life to be easier for a little girl
Who signed on the dotted line
Without knowing
That she had no ability to hold up a promise of that magnitude

Do I still?
I beg the question
And I seek the answer

I spend my life protecting people from my body
But what about me?
No one's out to protect me
And I do not know how to protect myself

How do I learn to respect a body that I have despised for so long?
I am learning a hard lesson at the throne
On my own
In secret
Where I am keeping
My heart

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