I Want To Know

2 Apr

I want to know the worst thing that’s happened to you.

The thing that made it hard to breathe:

The reason you couldn’t get out of bed.

I want to know if it still plagues you.

Certain foods,

Places,

Smells,

Songs—Do they remind you?

Does it ever seem it happened yesterday?

I want to know if I can help.

My words will be the needle and

My voice will be the thread.

 

 

I’ve been told I talk too much.

That it’s a bad thing.

That I should shut up.

But what if it’s all been practice?

Practice,

So I can help make this better.

Maybe that’s the reason I don’t know you yet.

Maybe I need more time.

Maybe you don’t need my words just yet.

But I want to know your name.

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