indigos journal

Friday, September 29, 1995

Together

when this was originally written, it did not have a title. the title was added much later.

Stepping down from my seat
I bend down and offer it to you.
With flowing beautiful hair
I see a tear
That no one else seems to notice
Precious one
I feel your pain
I KNOW your agony
Let me share it with you
I too have been there
The place where you stand
Alone and empty
I know how to fill that void
Take my chair and rest
You are no longer alone
And tomorrow, together,
We shall fight and win
The ugly monsters you fear.

posted by indigo at 4:34 pm  

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