Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Thoughts from May

I am shame ridden. I was made better than this.
And when you reach the depths of this kind of
disappointment it can’t be healed with a touch, a word, a kiss.


crimsonflaw said...

dear writer woman,
what is the element of praise?
is it empathy, meaning
or just a passing phase?

your friend shakir... you leave him oddly poetic at this strange hour with your thoughts on may..
lovely thoughts on may

Raven's Wing Poetry said...

Interesting. I know I have felt this way too. A deep wounding, a deep sense of being flawed.

You say a lot in three lines.


susan said...

But we can heal.