Honey

by Amy Sol

I draw myself from the dark

With the heavy pain in my chest 

over staying it’s welcome and sharp as a rock

How do I cover myself to keep from unraveling 

These things make me undone

Mother, I wish you could cover me 

How many skies do I have to look at 

Before I find what keeps me here

Mother, I wish you could cover me 

And to these words that won’t leave my mouth

I’m not ready to see you 

So please don’t hold me down again

Your presence makes me undone

Mother, I wish you could cover me 

If I float will you catch me 

If you miss don’t let me fall too hard

Mother, why won’t you cover me

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