This Journal

Stepping back just to look forward
Notes here are unspoken words

secrets lay inside this pencil
and I'll write until I break

I've broken many times
resharpened life to speak

I've smudged the Little words
as I cried in my fear

I wrote about you...
today was written in the memory of yesterday

These words where yours before I could think of them

It paints a bitter smile
It caught up to me just when I thought I was okay

I see them erase in the rain of my saddness