I was reluctant to post it, but PiP BEGGED me to share this one with you. I wrote it almost 4 years ago. The soundtrack is not my voice, my friend Sara Ella (also a WF member) did that for me, for which I am extremely grateful.
(With apologies to the 'of' police, I wasn't a WF member yet, back then, hah)
>> I Sit With you << ( Soundcloud recording)
I sit with you,
my hand rests on your shoulder.
I read my book
while you sleep restlessly,
you have no clue.
The night is getting colder,
you have that look
of age-old tiredness sleeping
of pain and hurt,
of hours of fruitless weeping.
I sit with you,
my voice a soothing rhythm.
I recitate
my poems, my lines for you
it's seeping through
your troublesome subconscious
inner debate...
Your eyes open so slightly
I will be here
I'll sit here in this chair
and create words
to paint your world lightly
and colourful
with butterflying flutter
pulling you through
I sit with you
because I care, I get you.
I know the pain
I know this too will pass
and you know too.
Copyright © Darren White
November 7, 2016
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