Lovely You

You...whose arms are burdened
By the constant weight of air
I wonder can you even breathe
I'm sorry that I stare but,
Seems likely all humanity
Screams soundless from your
eyes
Chained there
In reflections
In this doorway 
Where you cry
You've broken on a corner 
In a town that knows your shame
And you...a ghost in tatters, off
the radar... without name...
Here, home for you is gutter in 
a fog of sharpened time
And all because god gifted you
The curse of broken mind
I see you and I see me and I see
us one and all, not breathing
only fighting to find shelter from
the rain, which drops in hardened
diamonds to bombard us with
great pain, we call it life, we call it
good...
I ponder yet again.

M ~