Sunday, November 9, 2008

some days

Some days I wake and my world is a blur
Like someone closed the shower door
It can't be opened
It can't be cleaned.

I try so hard to focus on that flower
The word on the page
That just yesterday I could read
Today, I need to magnify

You hold my hand to show me,
Where my glass is
Where my glasses are
Where your face is.

Some days, I need you to see
Cause some days,
It closes in
God Damn this darkness

Help me to not trip
As I stubbornly hold my head high
Miss that curb
Pretend that I can see

Some days it just closes in
Sneaks up, steals more sight
Breaks my heart
Makes me need you more.

Nora K Devane

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