Telling you off is like telling the sky to fall
on
your
head;
and, to you, it must seem like it's nothing
for me to pronounce your sentence
and leave you hanging here
without
a
thread,
to hang on to or to wear
Because we both know you traded
What's on your back for mine
and you can't have it
all
because I can't give it all:
I cannot give to you what I don't have
and the only solution is to let the sky fall
On top of Our heads.
YOU ARE READING
Reflection
Poetry"I've been trying to put it to words, to collect those thoughts wholly, and to combine them singularly into an explanation--- Not an excuse. Not an apology. Not a proposal." From 'With You I'll Never Hang My Noose" My 2015...
