10/19/12

Salvage

I can feel you falling away-
A broken empty slate,
Halfway erased -
Dimly showing the outlines
Of who you thought you were.
What's left?
What's usable?

Come home with me this time.
Forgive yourself this once
For the future you never had and cannot forfeit.
Come home.
Be at ease.
Recognize your face in the mirror,
Gaunt sunken cheeks
But eyes with fire left to burn.
Come home this time.

Answers aren't prescribed.
They aren't buried in a name.
They can't be written out in pencil,
Proof in the bottom line -
Only algebra's so simple.
Please don't blame yourself,
Lock the solution inside your head,
And tell me it cannot exist.

Come home this time.
Forgive yourself this once
For the future you never had -
You cannot forfeit.
Come home.
Be at ease.
Recognize your face in the mirror,
Gaunt sunken cheeks
But eyes with fire left to burn.

You're on the ledge and leaning forward -
The wind won't push you back,
Even as thin as you have gotten -
Gravity may win.
I'm far away and cannot reach you!
Please hear me now.

The battle's hard and it's far from over;
I know how tired you've been.
The answer's hiding somewhere,
But the solution can be found.

Come home with me this time.
Forgive yourself for once,
For the future you never had and cannot forfeit.
Come home.
Be at ease.
Recognize your face in the mirror,
Gaunt sunken cheeks
But eyes with fire left to burn.

Ask now:
What's left?
What's usable?

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