keaton

by Charlotte Amelia

look what you’ve done
with ink stained fingers
and smudged out drawings
with scribbled over faces
and hushed voices
you are younger than you seem
and hold inside yourself a universe
i wish i could see
darling one,
you are so in love with the world
that you let it scar scratch burn you
and you’ll stand like a willow tree
your head bent to the floor
begging forgiveness for not being enough
and i will reach out
for calloused fingers
and tell you, soft soul
that you have done enough
and that your pages are plenty
and i want to live in your words.

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