~*Me, Myself, and I*~
I cried today..
Winters bastard winds attacked unprotected..
once sunkissed flesh.
Once long ago.. brandy dark lips..
were no cracked, and sore..
Hands so swollen..
to bend the once guitar strumming fingers..
was no longer enjoyable.. but a chore.
Raspberry and amber toned hair..
once so softly braided, was now wildly whipping about her face..
people turned looking to see..
what unholy wails were..
were they the wind?.. or the heart-wrenching sobs of one forlorned girl?
clothes drab and hard worn..
sagged on her over-weight form..
and those glasses.. they only made her uglyness more apparant.
Today I cried..
when winters unkind graces...
forced themselves upon me..
fighting to keep me from my destination..
once more I fought..
Winter slowly raping my flesh, burning it..
and in the process humiliating me..
and once more...
I cry.
And as their mocking public laughter floods my ears..
I have nothing left..
But.. to.. cry..
-J. Elf - GMN 2001-