She wipes her thumb
Down my broken face
It is as cool as water
Soothing
If only we could jump off
The turquoise
Hill
Swim and listen to the fish
And waves
I am sure we would be pulled under
Our head is too full
Of blades and pills
To wonder such an adventure
When she is tall
She gives me advice
Breathe
Laugh
Embrace life
I trip and fall
Unsteady treading water
How many times must
We tip the scales
To get things right
I lie down
So tired
And sick
She holds my hand
And for one tiny moment
I pray.
