Sunday, October 21, 2012


When I found you 
You had raw edges
That stung and cut
With rage filled eyes
And a silent mouth
You were a complication
That I couldn't figure out

When you found me 
You saw bruises up and down
A map of what had gone wrong
Etched without care
It told you everything
And nothing all at once


  1. I dunno why but this makes me think of a storyline on Parenthood. Really, love the poem!