MyBrainFailsMe

You stitched my lips today So I could not speak I sliced my slender throat So I could still breathe Dowsed acid in my eyes So I could not see But I reached out to touch her She in turn touched me You cut my ears today I hear no birds sing Or an infant's laughter And the joy that brings You bound my wrists and hands Now they are red raw I should blindly stumble But still I stand tall You sliced my fingertips I can't feel her skin The softness of her hair The barrel of my pen You broke my legs in two Now I cannot walk Nor can I see or hear Feel or talk You did all of these things To keep me quiet Yet the passion that