To Crush Beneath Your Hands.

Her body. It trembles. Shivers in the cold.

She is nothing she has tried to be. Nothing she has told you. She lied when she said "course."

I've tried so hard to be strong. to be hard. But no, i am nothing.

She lies and lies and you fall.

My bones are weak, frail. I am weak. frail. easy builing. easy breaking.

Her eyes are closed and she blocks away the tears. She's always been cities crashing.

I have no cosolation. no comfort. no warm place. no home.

She's losing sigh of things, easily discouraged. Where's her shoulder now. Where's her walls and the pick up talks. where's her steadfast faith?

These are weak sighs that i brethe. disgusted. pathetic. sad. a word in a language i don't know with no english translation. it sounds like sobs.

Her body trembles. shivers. cold.