Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Exposed

I'm strong, can you see? I get that word a lot. And it's true. I'm the example of coping baby, I do it fabulous. Compounded crisis, I'm your girl, watch me bitch slap it into next Tuesday. The raw stuff - the blood and desperation and exposed flesh of life... I'll hold your hand. Throw me some more, I'll fucking juggle, and still stay grounded, together. See how I hold the ones around me up, pillar, fucking rock hard support. Fuck I'm good.

Too good.

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4 Comments:

Blogger lady godiva said...

me too...

you can lean over here, if you'd like

4:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mmmmmm because you are perceived as so strong, no one ever thinks to see if you need a little support now and then?

3:18 AM  
Blogger Muse said...

I have a shoulder and an ear, if ya ever happen to need one. Im a great listener.

hugsss goddess..

7:00 AM  
Blogger Edge said...

I could have written this. No surprise we're friends huh?

4:15 AM  

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