These nights
I lie here
Wishing I could take
The trials
Of these last years
Into my hands
And squeeze
Until there's nothing left
Of them but dust.
Dust that belongs in the fire,
In the ocean.
I lie here
Wishing I could heal
The marks within you
That these trials have left.
The marks that mar
The air between family,
Paint ugly memories,
Stir ugly pains.
I lie here
Knowing I can't do much,
But I send my love,
My prayers,
My thoughts,
My anger,
And I hope
You can feel me from there,
Alongside you.
I'll stay,
I promise,
Come what may.
-06•08•19
