Saturday, January 7, 2012

who once was mine.


water droplets on my face,
trails of wetness on my cheeks.
trails of rain or trails of tears?
i don't remember anymore.

soaked, wet, drenched - fallen
on my knee's and now i'm sobbing.
mud soaked tights and sticky dress,
hand in face, i'm such a mess.

a little boy with cheeks flushed pink;
a little boy who belonged to me.

a little boy who's six feet down;
a little boy without a sound.