Outside Eden

Sometimes

I wish to be held

and not hated

for all the things

I did wrong.

Sometimes

I wish to be heard

between the angry words

which fill the space

between us.

Sometimes I wish

you could see

my reflection in your tears.

 I am just as lost-

In my human guise

there beats a tender heart

I have hidden deep inside

yours

which you have closed,

afraid it will tear again.

Healing never takes place

with bloodletting

and so I weep for you and I.