Blood, sweat and tears.

mostly blood.

The cost of Vulnerability

keeps going up

Too much to give 

Too much to pay for

Too many memories to hide in. 

Never enough time. 

Sweating is easy, 

we sweat together

through each other 

for each other 

But then come the tears. 

If we ever get that close to caring. 

And even if we do, 

the tears are never really about you,

Are they?

 

There's a lot of sadness here

and now that you are losing me,

I can't seem to run from it.

But of course you can still hold me. 

I always picture you holding me.                                 

                              Sincerely,                                                   Matikudza