October 20, 2010


these hands
on sharp edges
now bleed.
picking up pieces
that cut deeper
into the beautiful
memories we made.

i never knew
could break
their wings snap,
they fall.

i can’t tell
if the blood in my hands
is from my broken heart
or your shattered soul.

i can’t tell
if my pain is because i lost you
or because you lost your self.

~Sarahí Yajaira, 2010  

3 Responses to “fall”

  1. 3B Says:

    Hang in there, baby, and you will rise above. Above the hurt…above the sorrow. But perhaps before you rise, you must pass through. As Frost says (supposedly) “The only way out is through.”

  2. Jocelyn Says:

    This is so powerful, I hope you are doing okay Sarahi. Miss you.

  3. milly Says:

    ese ta duro vieja =/

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