I was the damp of rain wrinkled up in voiceless
Shame I nearly drowned in the empty space
Between my quiet and her voice like a sister-song in the night
Far from me on the other side The hotline woman held me
Held me safe and warm in the sun to dry My heart found the
Smallness inside decided decided it was killing me
Killing me with faithlessness while the sound of
Chirps the nest by my window touched me with their little
Hunger pains of hope
I have betrayed myself more than anyone else
I said And she said silent girl cocooned in cavernous commands
Your morning song will be your resurrection
You must you must take your voice back to yourself
I will paint infinite hope into your skin tattooed reminders of
Love glittered and stinging with sacred impermanence and
You will be alive alive once again and
Maybe the rain will wash the color away someday but
I will hold you like my own child lay you safe outside the
Haze of pain and paint those colors of hope and love
Anew renew And I will call you
My own
Life