How can I…
Feel the fathomless pit
of your pain,
the tendrils that throttle-
muting your voice
to a ghost of your scream?
How can I…
View the misty horizon
behind your tears,
the fears which squint-
blinding your vision
to a mirage of your dream?
How can I…
Touch the raw wound
that never seems to heal,
the scab keeps peeling off-
exposing your soul
now handcuffed in solitary?
How can I…
Tell you that the sun still shines
after the storm of yesterday,
that today will soon become-
your tomorrow and will present you
with ribbon wrapped choices ?
How can I take your hand-
mark your footprints in the sand…
Chevvy's diary 