Wednesday, December 24, 2014


The year closes her eyes 
I tell you , the scars are hidden under miles of broken bones and inked arms . 

She ask's me 
How to begin again 
I tell her time heals most wounds 
As I filter out the hooks and jackets 
Ready to set out amoungst  the rain 

As I kiss him good bye one very last time 
As puddles form beneath her feet 
She Braves the storm again