Why do I do things that hurt you, my love?
It is not what I mean to do.
I see you are sensitive and those
things that have broken
you down will stay in a void that
I can not control.
So I ask of you, please show me
your face and understand
too that I am a recovered product of life as well.
Copyright 12-26-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.