today inside
everything melted
caved in
on itself
we tried
to dig
into it,
beneath it.
the more we
dug, the more
it fell in.

empty, tired, fragile
it sits raw
and heavy.
every word
they uttered
was a stone.

at one a.m.
i just want
to eat,
read, listen
to the sorrows
of nightly
songs and
dream some more.

a time
when i'll
be strong
and certain,
shaking the
hand of
a friend.