Too Beautiful

I sit by your bed and watch hopelessly as you carry your own cross.

Your tears are so beautiful like the eyes they come from

Like the light from your smile

Like the songs from your laughs

 

I stand as you wake up and drown yourself in the arms of sorrow

Your gifted life was granted hands that grew around your neck...

You're always choking for air.

 

I tell you goodnight and glance at death who sleeps by your side night after night,

Poking your stomach and squeezing your head and I can hear him laugh

Laughing at your pain that lets go through your voice in shrieks and moans.

 

I watch close behind you, as you look in the mirror gathering the strength to fix up your hair

Is there nothing I can say because my words are not enough,

my words are not enough for you

And is there nothing I can do because my love is not enough,

My love not enough for you.

 

Why do you cry?

What have you done?

To deserve the shadows of the dark that follow your every walk,

You fight so hard to reach that light, the life that flows like springs that never end and glow

Accompanying showers of a thousand sunbeams.

It beats in your chest and never grows tired,

that light, the life will never dry

 

Don’t you see that?

Your beauty is blinding, your lovely words flow and kisses the cheeks of your children,

Don’t loose yourself now

Don’t take on the world, your victory is waiting for you, your victory jumps inside of you

Bleeding red of joy and love

Bleeding shouts that overcome

 

I regret that my words are not enough

I regret that my love will not fill your cup

But every time you loose yourself

The strength that flees from your arms and legs

I will try my best to always replace

I will try to guide you

I will try to fix you…

 

 

Author's Note

This is about my mother...

Reviews

[A.Lee]

So sad... I loved these lines:

"Is there nothing I can say because my words are not enough,
my words are not enough for you
And is there nothing I can do because my love is not enough,
My love not enough for you. "

It feels that way sometimes. What can someone say to help? What can you do? What we have to give seems futile, like they deserve so much more than that. But that love sometimes is what helps the most. This is beautiful. You brought tears to my eyes. Great write.